‘You'll be one of the researchers, studying new worlds, you're such a badass marine, Gregory, a real pro, your skills will come in handy out there, pfft’ — Sergeant Gregory Martinelli grumbled under his breath, wiping sweat off his bright blue forehead.
He stood in a dense, humid jungle, filled with unfamiliar sounds and unwelcome smells, feeling how his chest — his own massive, heavy chest, goddammit! — bounced with every breath. It was bigger than his head — hell, probably...
2025-07-12 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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I was in my room today, like usual, after coming home from school, tossing my backpack into the corner and cranking up one of my favorite tracks almost to full volume. Guitar riffs burst out of the speakers in defiance of all the neighbors — the hoarse voice of the singer tearing through the air just like the emotions inside me.
— Charlie! Turn it down! — came Mom’s voice from downstairs, with that raspy edge that always carried a worried sternness.
— Some other time, Ma...
2025-07-11 06:00:08 +0000 UTC
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Trevor often made things up when talking about himself while meeting girls on dating apps — sometimes he’d say he had a startup, sometimes he'd pretend to love animals, and once in a while he’d pose as a poet in search of his muse. But at some point, he got bored and decided to take it further: 'What if I create a fake girl, just for fun? Let's see how many idiots fall for it.' He found a suitable photo generator, set the parameters — a cute face, plump lips, red hair tied in a ponyta...
2025-07-10 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Leaning against the cold glass of the passenger window, I felt a chill seep through the thin fabric of my shirt. It was already 11:58 on the clock, and we were just pulling up to a gas station on Route 60 — a small, shabby spot with a single pump and a tiny shop, where, according to someone I knew, we might find that same woman who “saw something strange” a couple of days ago. This is where we ended up after aimlessly circling the city, trying to figure out what the hell was going on. S...
2025-07-09 06:00:13 +0000 UTC
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Just an evening of fun =)
2025-07-08 18:26:50 +0000 UTC
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Stitch by stitch, Agatha—as she was called now—poked the pink yarn into neat little loops with her hook, as if trying to darn her thoughts back together, not letting them scatter again in panic. For some reason, it calmed her now, even though deep inside it still ached with humiliation, with the filthy realization that her fingers—so thin, delicate, almost translucent in the light—were now slowly and carefully crocheting something. It didn’t even matter what anymore; what mattered w...
2025-07-08 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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— Ha-ha-ha! Suzy, you're such an idiot! Did you seriously think this "magic stone" grants wishes?! — Zack burst out laughing, snapping his fingers against the smooth black boulder, half-embedded in the cave floor. — What's next? You gonna rub it and wait for a genie with abs?
— Well, what if it does — Suzy tried to counter, blushing — I just said out loud what I'd wish for... for fun!
— Don't pay attention to that dumbass, Suz — Emily cut in, smirking — he mumble...
2025-07-07 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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— Oh, hehe, zhey all look at uz like we are… how you zay... bonbons on parade, — sang the girl now calling herself Lily with a sly giggle, adjusting her lace headband and dramatically crossing her slim legs in black stockings. — Zhis stuff, mon dieu, it iz fantastique… I feel like... zhe air kisses me, oui?
— Pff, speak for yourzelf, — Coco snorted, instinctively straightening the white apron over her ample tits, which just a few hours ago she had touched in panic and disg...
2025-07-06 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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— So, you gonna stand there like it’s the first time you’ve ever seen tits? — drawled Ares, yawning and squinting at Aphrodite. His voice, rough and gravelly, echoed through the room.
Aphrodite—or more precisely, Zack Harper, 34, from Chicago—wrinkled that perfect nose and, with obvious irritation, pushed away a lock of golden curls that kept falling into her face.
— Fuck, Tom... you... ahem — she placed a hand on her throat, as if that could somehow g...
2025-07-05 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Brandon had always taken pride in the fact that, after nearly ten years at Johnson & Co., starting as an intern, he had climbed his way
Episode 2: https://www.patreon.com/posts/executive-2-134250590
Brandon had always taken pride in the fact that, after nearly ten years at Johnson & Co., starting as an intern, he had climbed his way up to Assistant Marketing Director — and rightfu...
2025-07-04 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Was I really going to spend my whole life and die as... a cat? A cat, goddammit, a cat! One in a billion chance that I’d survive death and end up in a world with magic — and there you go: you’re a fucking cat! Months on all fours, tail between my legs, no way to clean myself like a human, just… with my goddamn tongue! You have no idea what that’s like!
I thought I’d hit rock bottom when I had to lick my own ass under someone else’s window or beg for food with a pitiful lit...
2025-07-03 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Entry No. 16 – 03/15/2024
Another successful transplant operation has been completed: the subject—a 17-year-old American male, height 182 cm, with an athletic body mass index. Resistance level—high, but thanks to preliminary consciousness processing during the artificial coma stage, the project was brought to its final phase without unnecessary complications.
Today, at 04:37 AM, the head of Subject 1548 was finally transplanted into a new vessel: the mature body of an Asian-...
2025-07-02 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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*Click... Click-click
— …Fu... — the sound slipped out barely above a whisper as the girl, holding a cigarette she’d recently swiped from her mom’s purse, kept flicking the lighter. — Gotta come up with something...
In the dark, her face was lit only by the flashes of the lighter — pale, still with a child's flush, but the eyes... the eyes were all grown up. Matt — or rather, the former Matt — a thief, a heister, a loner, already knew how this shit worked: panic ...
2025-07-01 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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A fresh, warm summer breeze swept along the street in front of the bar’s glass facade, teasing the golden strands of her hair, as if the very air wanted to touch her. Sunlight played across her soft, perfectly tanned skin. A snow-white top clung to her sculpted figure, seductively outlining her perky, high breasts — the thin fabric barely concealing the curves underneath, promising more than it allowed to see. She stood in the wind like a goddess who had descended to earth, her plump lips...
2025-06-30 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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The jolt of the train knocked me off my feet. I let out a shrill cry — so thin, still so strangely high-pitched — and, losing my balance, ended up pressing my breasts against the back of the man in front of me. He turned around, his eyes drifting downward — to where my new, embarrassingly large breasts were heaving heavily under the white blouse and light cardigan. I saw the corners of his mouth twitch into a subtle smirk, and only then did I realize one of the buttons had come undone.<...
2025-06-29 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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— Holy shit... those tits are insane — said the woman, raising her arms in front of the mirror and pushing forward her impressively large breasts. Her voice was so sultry that Frank, sitting behind her, felt his breath catch. As if it wasn’t enough that his best friend had just turned into this sexy MILF right before his eyes, now she was posing in front of the mirror like she'd been doing it her whole life.
— T-Taylor, maybe you could... cover up, yeah? — mumbled...
2025-06-28 06:00:06 +0000 UTC
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Even though George was born in the quiet suburbs of Iowa, his soul had always yearned for something more. He grew up in a typical middle-class family: his father worked in an Amazon warehouse, and his mother was a cashier at Walmart. George watched his parents wear themselves out just to pay rent, insurance, food — and all of it just to end the month with almost nothing left.
– This isn't how people should live, – he told himself, scrolling through yet another Reddit thread about ...
2025-06-27 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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– And I’m sorry I’m not an Egyptian queen! – I blurted out, nearly throwing my phone on the desk like it was somehow to blame for everything going wrong in the world. Colleagues at nearby desks in our open-space office exchanged glances – some with fake politeness, others with open confusion, and a few with the kind of face you’d make if I’d just confessed to eating cat food for breakfast. Only Yegor, the one decent guy in the entire team, smirked.
– Well, queen, don’t...
2025-06-26 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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2025-06-25 15:36:46 +0000 UTC
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The smell of dampness and wet stone hit my nose the moment I stepped through the portal. The cold masonry of the walls, the cracks where cool air seeped through, the dim half-light spilling from the portal still flickering behind my back — all of it was exactly as it always had been. Exactly as it was supposed to be.
But strangely, even the sudden, as always, heavy weight on my chest from the newly acquired body parts couldn’t switch my mind away from the thoughts that hit me so sud...
2025-06-25 14:32:52 +0000 UTC
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It was scorching, even by the standards of this tropical hell. Ice cracked in a glass by the pool, reflecting flashes of sunlight, while the palm trees rustled lazily, as if mocking her situation.
Just six months ago, Lucas Moreno had half the continent under his thumb. His word was law, and his gaze—a death sentence. But to save his empire, he made a deal with someone better left unnamed. “Rebirth,” the strange man said. No one explained that it would be literal.
The body o...
2025-06-24 06:00:03 +0000 UTC
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Hello everyone.
I was just preparing an image and a link to all the works for June, and I realized that I haven’t posted those images here (except for the TG VIP - Behind the Scenes level).
But it’s a shame that they go to waste — I always try to depict the most liked and popular stories of each month on them. This month, I was choosing between the Latina one (the one with POV at the beginning) and the Elf girl. Well, I went with the fairytale story =)
June, 2025 -
2025-06-23 14:56:48 +0000 UTC
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"Alright, alright, alright... calm down. Calm down, Jack, now you're gonna count to three, open your eyes, and you’ll be back in that damn office you hate so much and somehow still crave. You’ll be sitting at your stupid computer again and never, do you hear me, never try playing those weird games ever again..."
Jack didn’t finish the thought — the weight of the soft, heavy, alien shape on his chest became unbearable, like two warm water bags dragging him down to the floor. He g...
2025-06-23 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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The blazing sun sliced into her eyes in stripes as that strange girl, trudging heavily along the scorching asphalt, barely held back the rage building up inside that miniature body — a body whose tits, so heavy and firm, bounced in sync with every furious step under that thin tank top, which felt like a goddamn mockery, especially paired with a blue skirt so short that with every movement it seemed impossible to preserve even a shred of dignity. And that was without even taking into account...
2025-06-22 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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When introverted gamer Chet accidentally discovers an ancient lamp, he has no idea he's about to unleash not just a genie — but a former welder from the 1950s who’s spent seventy years trapped in a magical hell. The catch? The genie’s new body is the living embodiment of Chet’s horniest teenage fantasies: breasts that defy physics, hips that could cause traffic jams in hallways, and a voice sultry enough to melt steel.
2025-06-21 06:00:08 +0000 UTC
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This secret CIA project was still experimental and hadn’t yet been tested in various situations. All information was classified, and Agent Charlie Smith was the first to be entrusted with testing the app, installed on his phone. However, at the upcoming briefing, the entire department working in this direction was informed that a new method for undercover operations had been developed. What followed was the start of an experiment no one else knew about—not even Agent Smith. At the briefin...
2025-06-20 06:00:09 +0000 UTC
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It wasn’t like Jessica annoyed me—no, of course I loved her—but sometimes her way of arguing when everything was already obvious just drove me insane. Still, I always knew how to steer the conversation so she'd think she was winning, while actually ending up exactly where I wanted her. It was even kind of funny—watching her scoff, roll her eyes, throw out some snark—but in the end, do exactly what I wanted.
– Jess, I’m just saying you could dress a little more modestly, ...
2025-06-19 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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Stacy was kneeling, her body frozen as if sculpted from marble. The white t-shirt clung to her breasts, accentuating their curves, while the gray panties dug into her skin, leaving marks on her ass. Her gaze was fixed on the void, but behind this stillness was a storm of thoughts. She could feel everything. Every touch of air against her skin, every sound from the room. Her mind was working, analyzing, remembering, trying to understand how she ended up here. But her body wouldn’t obey. She ...
2025-06-18 06:00:05 +0000 UTC
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Just some sketches =D
2025-06-17 09:45:26 +0000 UTC
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Damn, have I gone too far? Maybe I should’ve at least taken a credit card with me… anything other than a hundred bucks and this stupidly bright purse?
The taxi dove through the streets of suburban Los Angeles, and I sat in the front passenger seat, wordless, staring at my smooth, tanned thighs that the skirt barely covered. Between my legs lay the keys to my apartment and a tiny red purse that held only a mirror, that hundred bucks and… a pack of condoms. I thought it would add ev...
2025-06-17 06:00:04 +0000 UTC
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