"Why are you doing this to us?" we would scream into the void, only to be stunned with the impact of yet another ray, our shoulders broadened, our spines lengthened, our limbs stronger, longer, more supple and flexible, supremely sculpted with thick, sinuous, ropey musculature, our eyes ever brighter and more intelligent, our lips ever sweeter and more expressive, our hair and skin ever more radiant and beautiful.
Alien Tormentors
Furry
There's nothing better than a middle-of-the-night wank to send you to sleep again, he decided, and went to move his right hand into a suitable position for doing that very thing. Horror! Thin, strong, furry fingers gripped his right wrist, pinning it to the bed. Automatically, he tried to lift his left arm over to release the vice-like grip, but a second furry hand was already there, holding his left wrist.
Melding Me
Prince Albert shot first, as usual, deep into my stomach, which he was penetrating on my right side below my armpit. The warmth sat for just a minute inside my body as I savored the taste and sensation of cum before I allowed it to be broken down and absorbed into my bloodstream. The energy and sudden rush of blood warmed my whole body and caused the flesh around the other six cocks to warm and moisten. Simultaneously, they all stiffened and my body went weak with satisfaction.
Farouk Ali Bazar Boy Sex
The Dakir, Aziz, a youth of almost twenty circulations of the sun, handsome as a glittery rendered picture in Sherriff Jarounna's book of possibilities, the bibliophile with the curious, well not curious, say specialized, form of illustrated pornography that this part of town is celebrated for producing, famous from here to Yonki, even to Persestamp. Impossible positions of course, but so much fun trying. As this narrator, can attest, having been making this up for the benefit of an unstimulated emperor, Kharli of Fornrnu. Who likes to be told tales of this nature, as you dear reader, must also enjoy, as you've gotten embroiled in my sordid tale thus far.
Coming Of Age
"Get over here!" the fireman shouted; panic etching itself into the edges of his voice. The other four firemen ran to his side, and gaped in shock. The fire that had burned for months now had flared to many feet high, and was now collapsing in upon itself, shaping and reshaping. Soon, the fire resembled a human body. The eyes of the Fiery Being looked at the firemen surrounding him, and his flaming lips curled into a compassionate smile.
Alexander
His smile became a little wider. He liked me. If he could sense my attraction, it wasn't repulsing him. "Well," he continued, "they're $48 apiece, but you get the daily and Sunday paper for three months, and then the paper'll call you to see if you want to continue. It's a pretty good deal."
Boytaur Cream
Jim loved having the heavy, pleasantly scented cream rubbed all over his long-muscled, handsome runner's legs. Damon had also drunk a half a quart of the delicious boytaur cream, and as it worked on his mind, he concentrated his thoughts, in order to work the changes on Jim that Damon had always lusted for.
Minotaur
A heavy, thick hand rests upon his shoulder, forcing him to his knees, and a golden circlet, seemingly delicate, yet with imponderable weight, closes about his neck. Low, growled tones rumbling from the Minotaur's chest order him to rise, and he dares not refuse the strength before him; that locks his arms behind his back with chains and bracers of beaten gold, chastened with platinum. Bound, he is led around three short corners, and enters the center of the Maze, the Minotaur's abode. Strange demense of cavern and garden, with millenia of tribute from kings, warriors, philosophers, and aesthetes all arrayed.
Four Feet
And when he giggled his big smooth feet seemed to grow heavy and helpless. They were beautiful feet, so fluid and agile yet virile, astonishing to see from either their smooth ankles as they hung helplessly when he laughed, or as they danced over the floor when he played his music, or as they rested comfortably when he sat cross-legged. Their soles were heaven to touch, as were the beautifully gentle toes, but the feet had an athlete's size, strength and maleness. I fell in love with his feet on first sight; I've never felt my own feet come alive like they did when they first touched Tom's.
Sci-Fi Story - Ad Man
He said that the prospective clients had asked to meet with him, Tucker, at lunch to discuss plans for a media launch of the product. Larry said he'd meet him there, and named one of the top restaurants in town. Larry thought about it all morning. Would he be able to see a difference on Larry? He knew, if it worked, the market for this kind of thing could be vast. When he walked into the restaurant, escorted to the table by the maitre d', his mouth dropped open. Facing him was Larry, flanked by two men he assumed to be the clients by their extraordinary physiques, obvious even in business suits. Larry was grinning with pride as he stood to greet Tucker, the source of his pride clearly manifested.
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