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Cheryl Ann Becomes A Slut

Posted by admin On March - 6 - 2009 ADD COMMENTS

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by Orangutang

Frank Hogdkins is CherylAnn‘s boss and is the man behind the financing of
everything. He’ll eventually end up marrying CherylAnn, but only after he has
changed her into the big-titted bimbo ass-slut that he wants her to be.

The Start

CherylAnn shifted around in her chair uncomfortably as she tried to keep her
mind on the inane article in the magazine she was reading. Why were the waiting
rooms of doctor’s offices always so uncomfortable? She was nervous enough going
to see a new gynecologist as it was… Read the rest of this entry »

Candy And Traci

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Edited by H. Grant

Jill was a 30 yr old woman – very good looking at 5’6″ tall, 36c/d,
small waist, long legs, mousey blonde hair, nice lips and a good highcheek
boned face with lots of potential. However she was a very plain and
sensible dresser who had a normal job as a sales assistant in a hardware
store. She had an 18yr old step daughter from her ex-husband who had
walked out on them after he had met another woman. Read the rest of this entry »

The Candidate

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Part 1

Prolog

Senator Wilson knocked twice on the door of the motel room. It was answered
by a tall man with a bushy moustache. It wasn’t whom he was expecting.

“Come in, Senator, come in!” said the stranger. “I know you wouldn’t want
to be seen with me, even though anyone would be hard pressed to prove that
it was me.”

“Dr. Cosgrave?” asked the senator, incredulous. Cosgrave had been a short,
fat, balding man in all of the photos during the scandal four years ago. Read the rest of this entry »

Bibbity Bobbity Boo

Posted by admin On March - 6 - 2009 ADD COMMENTS

Breast Expansion, Magical TF

by AMOWAT

Danica sat cross-legged, naked in the circle of candles. The small brown
nipples that crowned her tiny breasts were hard in the cool air of Celia’s
basement. Her short black hair, both above and below, bristled with the
strange energies of the ritual as she chanted the ancient words. At last
she finished, and the 13 candles snuffed out at once.

“That was adequate” said Celia, turning on the lights. “But your mind was
not completely focused. The candles should not flicker when you make the
transition from praise to supplication. Hecate is a jealous Goddess and
She resents insincerity. Never rush the words of praise, or She will make
you pay for it.” Read the rest of this entry »

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