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Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

Shouldn't an alien cock look ugly? The thought flitted through Emma's already hazy brain as she looked at the massive tool jutting from between the prince's legs. Everything she knew about sex insisted upon it, and she did think that the penis looked a little odd. Still, there was just something... majestic about it. Something that kept her hand drifting toward it every time her mind trailed off, which was happening more and more. She could even see something glistening at the tip, drizzling down the strange ridges. Precum? Emma was fairly certain it was called precum. Something touched her feet, nearly startling Emma. A tail, perhaps? Did the visitors have tails? Emma felt like that was something she should have noticed before now. Not that such a thing mattered in the grand scheme of things just that she would like to know about that ahead of time. The prince drew her attention away from it regardless, using more teasing words. Emma reached out to protest, only to find hands on her. Her nerves danced, another flare starting between her legs, and just at that touch. Her knees buckled even as he nudged her down. The dress bunched and spread slightly around her, effectively creating a slight pool of white around the bowed woman. I am a little curious, Emma admitted, seeing no point in doing otherwise. Her eyes nearly crossed as she stared at the cock, focusing again on that slit, which almost seemed to wink. Jandrax said something about tasting it and Emma could feel her tongue moving to run along her lips, bits of saliva and almost drool coming in anticipation. Perhaps, Emma offered in response to Jandrax's last query, eyes again flicking to him. Her hand reached up, the white digits trembling, looking about to falter entirely. Still Emma forced herself, moved forward, touched. The fingertips just grazed the flesh, at least at first. Emma's light touch fluttered about, feeling the ridges and contours of the impressive tool. Hard? Soft? What would it feel like between her fingers? What would it feel like... in her mouth? Or, no, she daren't even think about the possibility even as her sex twitched. Damn Splicing certainly encouraged improper behavior. Emma's hand kept swirling, following ridges and the natural slope of the cock, feeling out its length and girth. Her nails occasionally dragged, but Emma certainly seemed to know how to at least touch a cock. I don't think I've ever seen one this large before, she mused aloud, head tilting slightly. I don't believe this could even fit inside me if we wanted, Emma tilted the cock slightly, pointing its head toward her mouth. She opened her lips wide, hovering just a few inches from it, comparing the girth to the wide maw of her mouth. Breath puffed against the head for a few moments before Emma pulled back, drawing the cock back into its more upright position, her hands still moving along it. She could smell something wafting to her with the movements. How did this alien smell to her human senses...?
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

Changes... yes, Emma was all too aware of the changes. She could feel them surging throughout her body, demanding that she follow suit with what Jandrax not so subtly suggested she do. Just climb atop him, skewer her hot, needy sex upon his mighty rod. It was altogether possible, nay, probable that the Splicing had made her body compatible with this particularly striking bit of anatomy. It had clearly altered her sex drive, so it would make some sense. Still, Emma's will proved as strong as ever. The beautiful woman couldn't fight from fingering the cock. Couldn't stop her hands from running along the ridged contours. So strange that odd mixture of softness wrapped about a pulsing rigidity that promised to thrust against and inside. The bits and ridges didn't seem to give at all, which must mean that they would scrape against her. Emma could almost feel the sensation transferring to her sex as her fingers ran along it. The bumps pulling along her sensitive insides. Dragging against her sex, scraping the walls and pulling against her most tender of areas. The woman moaned, her eyelids fluttering, pupils yet again dilating. A deep, shuddering breath followed, Emma swallowing a spicy, yet pleasing taste. Her head rolled for a moment, lips still hovering just above that head. Each puff of air drew in that exotic aroma, so much better than a human male's, probably better than her own. She drew one glistening hand up toward her face. The seed, the seed smelled quite similar indeed. A pink tongue darted forward, just lapping at it, and Emma shuddered, her body sinking a little lower. God, did that taste good. She nearly wanted to suck at her fingers like they were coated in chocolate or something even more delicious. More and more of the stuff slid over her hand as she kept going, the warm liquid sloshing against her. Well, yes, Emma agreed, shifting slightly. She swore she felt something sliding down her back. It made her shudder, but she didn't seem quite aware of the tail's journey. It would, of course, still have an expensive pair of panties to deal with as it drew lower. But as I said earlier, I don't believe this would fit comfortably in my mouth, see? She again lowered her mouth, stretched out, directing the cock toward the opening. Her tongue lolled out slightly, and Emma felt a little of the seed hit the outstretched muscle. She shivered again, hand gripping the cock tightly. Sorry, she said, flashing him an apologetic smile. I promise I'm usually much more put together than this, she gave the cock another pump, now moving from teasing to outright working the massive tool with her hand. She could feel it throbbing, the sensation driving her to move a little more. Her face hovered near it, but still didn't seem quite willing to touch. Well, maybe just a taste. For now, she said. Her eyes flicked up and she bobbed her head. The tongue slid and just slurped the tip, gathering the seed in her mouth. Emma's eyes closed, bliss settling on her face as she let the sensation wash through her.
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

The taste somehow kept getting better each time Emma licked her lips. She found her fingers alternating between stroking the cock and coming to her mouth. The motion looked greedy Emma knew that. Knew it looked like a naughty girl dipping her hand into a honey pot and bringing it to her lips. Except the raw urge kept moving her hand forward, and what remained of her thinking mind insisted that this was far better than the alternative. That strong mind could feel the lust digging away at it, but it had long been ingrained within her. The mind didn't intend to break... but bending, on the other hand. The Splicing does seem to have rather odd side effects, Emma admitted. She guessed that the heat would make some sense, if it could be controlled. But this seemed to spring up every time she drew near one of the males. Perhaps it simply died away after satisfaction? The way Jandrax spoke certainly hinted toward this. But Emma didn't feel the urge dying down as she sucked her fingers, putting one in her mouth at a time. She needed to stretch the sensation, after all. It was as she sucked that Emma at last noticed the tail. Her eyes widened as she looked down, seeing the outline against the front of her dress. It teased and flicked right along Emma's dripping sex. Doubtless the moisture would make the tip quite wet, a thought that made Emma shiver. Her hand fell for a moment, fingers spreading slightly. How easy would it be to grab it and use it? To fuck herself with it like so many other toys. It had the shape, and Emma could almost too clearly picture it being used as such. Of course she couldn't. Not to her host, and certainly not in semi-public and with someone she'd just met. Only the extenuating circumstances had stretched things this long. Emma frowned and moved a hand down, sort of nudging the tail away, even though she felt her own muscles screaming out for it. The hand went back up, noticing that at some point the alien had threaded his hand through her hair. When had that happened? Emma could feel the control slipping, not simply her own mental control but the impressive visitor's obvious physical takeover. This did not slow her hand. It kept stroking, running over the bumps. Emma ignored Jandrax's teasing comment, her eyes fixated on the cock. Is there a particular way you enjoy this? she asked, shuddering slightly as she twisted her hand. The delicate fingers glided over the slick wet brought about by drizzling precum. Emma dared leaned forward a little more, spitting slightly to add a little more moisture. A bit of it stuck to her lip, creating a bridge for just a moment. Emma shuddered and suppressed a moan at the sight, easily picturing her mouth lowered upon the shaft. instead she broke the strand with her hand, moving to work the cock, to try and milk it. She definitely needed that relief and soon. Her hips were already starting to buck, and she wasn't certain she could offer up more than a token resistance for much longer...
Thread: The New Eden Project {darkest_fate&Google}

That tail kept moving, kept working Emma's lower half. She could feel it pressing, questing, teasing, no, not teasing. It had moved beyond teasing. The prince most certainly knew what his tail was doing, what he was doing. That flexible appendage worked Emma's sex over with a skill that no man could hope to match. She couldn't even deliver such complete coverage of her sex with a pair of toys and a lot of determination. The slick area grew increasingly swampy, the trails of want leaking down Emma's side. That tail seemed to even part her lips, as if to peel her apart. The girl couldn't help but be thankful for the garment that prevented any further embarrassment. yes, embarrassment. For the heated Brit couldn't help but feel that this whole situation humiliated her more than she cared to admit. Being on her knees, before a stranger. The prince's friendly demeanor had helped ease it some, made it seem more casual. But that was quickly melting. Emma found herself gripping the cock more tightly, a drowning victim clinging to the only floating object. Her mouth opened slightly as he berated her for not speaking properly. But you said... she managed, before the tail worked her sex, wriggled and writhed. Her words turned to a gasp, her body jerking. The constant leaking had turned into a mounting pressure, a very familiar sensation. That tail hit a little button on each pass, and each hit added a little more. A little more pleasure, a little more pressure, a little more want. The words punctured through the lust, no, not punctured, they'd been carried through. The alien used the lust as a delivery system for those very words, the commands. Did she want him? Bodily, yes. Obviously. Mentally? nearly? That---that wasn't the agreement, she said. A hand went to try and move the tail, while the other squeezed the cock. She began working it more feverishly. Her gentle digits kept bumping into ridges, catching on the swoops and rises of the pulsating thing. Surely something would rise from the tip, and the moment it did, Emma's head descended. Those pink lips pressed tight against the cock's slit. They pursed together. They sucked, Emma's cheeks caving slightly. She needed the leaking fluid. Craved it. Desired it to her core. She felt a little sucking in, and she moaned, eyelids fluttering, head descending, trying to suck more of the cock in. Throat muscles worked desperately, swallowing, moving about the cock as the craving starlet forced more and more alien cock inside her quivering gullet, hoping that she could milk what she needed before having to fully debase herself...
Thread: Naughty Babysitter (Ms. Grinch x Google)

Adrianna slouched back, making herself comfortable in the 80's style porch couch. She heavily frowned, continuously playing with her short strands of dark hair unconsciously trying to get the ends to hook behind her ear, properly. Or maybe yet...she was trying to comb strands in front of her eyes to see what it looked like to peer behind a mess of hair. Or maybe, ..she decided to pull it back, tracing her scalp with her fingernails. So Bored! Why did she ever agree to this? Miranda's house was dampening her style. What was she suppose to be doing? ... babysitting ? More like housesitting, or plant-sitting. Her dark pupils eyed the various plants sitting about the glassed-in porch. Or was it dog-sitting? Come to think about it, she hadn't seen that annoying little Boston terrier for a while now... oh well . Where was that boy anyways? Adrianna quickly straightened her spine to peer over the back of the couch. She could still see his sports car in the driveway, which meant he was still somewhere in the house. Exactly where he was supposed to be, according to his mom! She had grounded him to the house... as if that would stick in stone . He hadn't had his new vehicle even a week before he had messed up. Stepping on his mother's curfew toes...Miranda tried so hard to raise her son decently. It just wasn't working out though. Miranda had made too many mistakes in life to have her son's respect over anything. Sure...Adrianna would watch the boy...she had promised Miranda. In a few minutes I am certain I will be watching him walk right out that door . Adrianna smirked to herself. She had already justified the failure of her duty. She wasn't going to fight the boy to stay home! He was too old to be babysat in the first place! Too old for a leash...deliciously young enough for a good time ! Adrianna smiled, welcoming the wicked thought. To do such a thing would mean a falling out between her and her friend, but did friendship really matter that much to wild Adrianna? She brushed a finger over the skimpy cloth concealing her nipple. She knew the boy had lewd thoughts. She had seen him staring at her bulbous boobs. Actually, every guy stared at her rack. They just couldn't help themselves. She slipped her hand underneath the skimpy dress, pulling it down to expose one massive globe completely, and began to tweek her nipple until it stood on end.
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Thread: A Tall Order (Wingshadow & I)

Being the bad boy on campus is actually quite tough. Punks are always trying to pick fights with you. Teachers and staff think you're a delinquent and don't treat you in a favorable light. Girls are into you, but they're too scared to do anything if you're nearby because of your reputation. The list goes on and on. Antonio Lane certainly fit the bill of a bad boy, but he seemed to take it all in stride. Hell, he seemed to thrive off of it. Everywhere he went, he knew he either commanded fear or respect. No one could touch him, not even the Principal. He felt at home when he was at Ajin High School and if someone wanted to do something about it, they would have to bring an army in order to do so. But this eighteen year old junior wasn't always going against the system. In fact, up until Middle School, he had spent most of his youth being bullied and harassed. If it weren't for a chance encounter with a demon, he might have never built up the courage to take a stand and begin looking out for number one. Of course, the term demon may be a bit of an overstatement. He...or she, certainly fought like one. Antonio had gotten on the wrong side of some punks as they were trying to shake down some nerd for lunch money. They cornered him and were beating him up pretty good when a figure in a long jacket with a Japanese symbol which he later learned read 'Demon' and thus making him believe one saved him swooped in and just completely cleaned house. It was too bad both his eyes were swollen and the person didn't say a word, otherwise he would have been able to identify their gender. The only thing he remembered was that jacket and that he or she was tall, probably a high schooler or an adult. If he ever met that person again, he would probably take them out for a drink out of gratitude...
Thread: A Tall Order (Wingshadow & I)

Chou Yamashita would have epitimized the shy girl, if only one detail about her had differed. She stood much taller than the rest of her fellow classmates, a good half a foot taller than the average female and a good deal taller than most of the boys as well. She spent most of her time alone, however, shying away from anything even remotely competitive, be it sports or class activities, which gave her a reputation around school for being both unabitious and uncommited. She had few friends as a result, despite a few admirers here and there who mostly looked out for her physical appearance. As a result, she found herself a target for bullying on occasion, but unfortunately for them, the vertically gifted young high school girl carried a heavy secret on her shoulders... Rumors circulated around the school about a demon, a vicious vigilante who would seek out those who preyed upon the weak. None of Antonio's classmates had actually encountered this person, but the known fact that several students from the same school had been sent to the hospital with injuries of varying severity did nothing to dispell the stories that began to whirl about the corridors. stories about fights were nothing special, but the fact that no official word concerning disiplinary action was ever voiced added fuel to the flames. Granted, most students simply dismissed the rumors as baseless conjecture, but not everyone took the same stance on the issue. In any case, Chou spent little time considering the rumors. In fact, she had far more pressing matters to attend to as she hurried down the hall toward the library with her arms full of books. A few boys glanced at her as she ran, catching a glimpse of her toned legs and narrow waist, and those oh-so-delightful breasts of hers that were not too large but also reasonably larger than average. The fact that they were also a bit higher made them easier to glance at without being terribly obvious about it. Chou ignored the stares, however, as she was used to drawing unwanted attention, although their gaze still made her feel more than just a little self-concious.
Thread: A Tall Order (Wingshadow & I)

Even with the rumors of a demon running roughshot over the delinquents causing trouble for everyone, it didn't deter a few special idiots from getting their rocks off at everyone else's expense. Unfortunately for Chou it would be her turn today. There were some who already knew about her and constantly teased her about her height and reserved demeanor and with her reluctance to fight back, it made their harassment just a little more bold and brazen. They would call her such names as 'Ostrich Legs' or 'Beanstalk Girl' or worse things that would warrant a sexual harassment lawsuit. But there were some that planned on going a little farther than that today. Two rather punk-ish looking students began following the girl, waiting until she got to her locker. There, they would close in on her and consume their prey like the wild jackals they were. Well, well, what have we got here? The first punk with a shaved head and black edged sunglasses oozed from his mouth. If it ain't the freak with the chicken legs! The other punk, sporting a pompadour and a nose ring chimed in. Hey now bro! Don't call her a freak! I mean, look at that body of hers. She's a fiiiine little specimen if I do say so myself. This was followed by a slobber that could only be considered sexual in nature. Yeah, I think you're right, the bald punk continued. For chicken legs, they certainly are slender, aren't they babe? At this point, the bald punk's eyes begin leering at Chou's legs like they were actual chicken legs right off the grill and ready to eat. Of course, his version of 'eat' would put his morality into question and if it weren't obvious enough he slowly begins to drag his finger up said leg as if to get a feel for the prize he was about to take. He reached the hem of her skirt before a sick chuckle escaped his lips and he began to lift the skirt in order to see the rest of those so called 'chicken legs'. That, or get a peek at the panties she was wearing today...
Thread: A Tall Order (Wingshadow & I)

Chou did not immediately put together what the two deliquent students intended. She first glanced at them when they spoke to her, flinching as the shaved punk hurled a scathing insult at her. Despite being taller than both of them, she appeared visibly intimidated, shrinking away from the pair until her back pressed against the lockers. Her eyes grew wide and her breath caught in her throat as they bantered back and forth, eating her up with their lustful eyes. She shook her head in protest, No... Wait... Her voice came out soft and unassertive, but wether they aknowledged it or not she was not speaking up for herself. No, she spoke up for their own sake as well. She could feel it rise up within her, the part of her that she buried deep inside, the part that she had gone days, weeks, or even months without rising to the surface. It bubbled up within her, pressing against the resistance she had built up over years of conditioning. Her cheeks flushed with emberassment and heat, her arms and legs shivering with fright, both for what they wished to do to her, and for what would happen to them should they continue. His hand reached out regardless, heedless of her warning as his fingers touched the soft skin of her thigh. She closed her eyes tightly, looking away as she caught her breath, remaining silent as he lifted the edge of her skirt. Inch by inch he revealed her long legs, nicely toned while remaining distinctly feminine in form, an oddity considering her apparent dislike for physical activity. As he lifted her skirt higher, he gradually revealed her simple pale blue panties, a view he would doubtless appreciate as they concealed her delicate flower between her long, lucious legs. Please... Don't... Chou whispered.