The transformation clinic, at this perverted cop’s request, had turned me into a dog. I trotted slowly up to the big mirror that made up one wall of this room, my limbs shaking, all the time staring at my new self in horror and fascination. I had a soft fine longish black hair all over my body, except for my tits, cunt, areas of my face and bottom.

My fantasy begins in the foggy near-future, maybe four decades from now. In this future world, crime was much worse than it is now. Gangs abounded, millions were homeless and roved the country, looting, stealing, killing, and raping. There were many new police and military forces tasked with controlling this new anarchy and the older […]

One day I come to visit you and you tell me that you’ve always wanted to burn a girl with cigarettes, and, since I once expressed an interest in it too, long ago before we had first met, you’d decided that one day you’d make this sadistic fantasy come true for both of us. Today […]

Rejuvenation technology had come available just in time for me: I was pushing 70 and not in the best of heath. Luckily I had been able to secretly save up the money to buy myself…and you, of course, the therapy. I had taken my course today, and now was viewing the results at home, in amazement. My body had shrunk to around three feet and was the exact replica of what I had looked like at age five. No matter how well you know this is the result, and how many times you’d seen other miniature adults running around, it was still spooky to see the effect on ones self. I was a gorgeous dark-eyed little beauty. […]

I want you to remember every detail of how I taunted you, sometimes subtly, sometimes more directly, and how I thumbed my nose at your warnings, ignoring the scent of your hunger, treating you as “just” the “friend” that I insisted you were. I want you to realize how I pigeon-holed you in my mind: as a fascinating weirdo, whose brains could be picked for my personal entertainment and titillation. I want you to know that you were _used_ for this purpose. […]

I get to work, note the confusion and mess and noise and dusty men everywhere in the lobby, and think to myself Oh, damn! They’re finally moving another tenant into the building. Well, it was nice having the building to ourselves while it lasted! Three out of four empty floors, and the last taken […]

I thought about the question, which to begin with I thought was kind of weird, because describing methods of cocksucking is kind of arid and missing an entire dimension of the matter as the sucker cannot get across in those descriptions the _sensations_ that the guy feels, but this girl was asking in the context of her boyfriend telling her she was a lousy cocksucker and she wanted advise on how to do it better. […]

I wonder, if I held you in my mouth, if you’d want to come again? I’d regret it when it came time for you to leave. I’d probably have given myself at least one day for recuperation afterwards, and would ask if you could spend any time with me the next evening. […]

Oh so that’s how it was, Kerry thought to herself angrily: as a pretty and shapely woman, she was as much a part of the “scenery” as the monkeys. Well, she could put up with this latest offence, but just barely. “Show me what you want me to do,” she ordered the supervisor rather curtly. “Right this way, ma’am,” he said, grinning widely. They walked together into the open chimpanzee cage, the group of men following. The last man in carefully shut and locked the door behind him. […]

Honestly, at that time I could think of nothing worse, nothing more degrading than having a dog fuck me, and fuck me in front of a crowd of strangers, no less! Greg just shrugged. “Sorry, babe, I really am,” he said, staring at me with those honest baby blues, “but I promised these people a show and I can’t back out now.” “How could you do this to me?” I asked him through my tears. “Don’t you remember, honey?” he said, almost kindly. “You’re my bitch.” […]

I awoke, it seemed only minutes later (but based on the sun streaming in through my window must have been quite a few hours) to what felt like a sharp spear being twisted into my guts. I screamed, and felt a hand at my mouth and voice whispering “Sssh! Don’t make a sound or I’ll […]

“I would love to beat your ass like a rapist or armed robber might, really beat the living shit out of you and then fuck you like a rubber fuckdoll. Make you all holes for my pleasure. I’d make it hurt.” […]