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This wizarding school is adults only! Welcome to LizardEyes Academy for Spellcraft and Sorcery where this campus only houses the worst of the worst witches and wizards to ever fail upwards in life thanks to their parents and genetics. Join Adalbert Shackleballs as he goes on his biggest adventure yet: avoiding expulsion. But Headmistress Slugharlot isn't going to let him crawl away. This erotica short story is a lampooning of everyone's favorite wizarding franchise but will also contain BBW (Big Beautiful Women) crushing bodies along the way.

Are you a lover of BBW (Big Beautiful Women) Short Stories? Behold a collection of not one, not two, but five short stories all featuring large lovely ladies in this collection. The collection features: The Legend of Voluptuous Velma, Through Thick and Thin, Man-Witch, The Goth BBW and her Jock Bully, and The Witch and her Wild Knigh. They're waiting for you.

What's Chelsea hiding in her pants? When Chelsea and Melissa are stuck inside on a rainy night, Melissa may discover that Chelsea has a very long secret to tell.

Katie's a small, slender 90-pound waif while Marie is a mighty, big, beautiful 300-pound woman. These two lesbians are caught indoors with nothing to watch but lots of energy to burn. But Marie's always been particularly sensitive about her weight. Can her girlfriend coax her into a little physical stimulation?

In Book 4 of the Colony Ship Warren series, Beth and Allen continue to strive to understand what is happening on the ship. However, they are hindered by some terrifying events and form unlikely alliances. Just what awaits as they seek out the answers to why people are dying? Just why is the Warren so eerie?

I took a short break a few hours later. Breaking through the curtains of vines and intertwined stalks was tiring, especially when I had to fight through the boggy soil that was weighing down my feet. It was then when I suddenly heard some rustling from the shrubs as I was taking out my supplies. I paused for a moment to closely observe. A few seconds later, I heard some subtle grunting close by.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so, too! Listen to Accepting Her Dominance and experience the compelling world of bisexual domination erotica.

In the third exciting Hotwife novel, nothing is too much for Casey, and she is satisfied in the most extreme ways. She takes on all colors, men and women, couples, groups of strangers in the parking lot, and a swinger’s club - with dramatic consequences. Her voyeur husband watches and films all the hot taboo action as he waits to reclaim his wife’s used and sullied body.

Amy is more than happy to share her backpacking stories with her friends back home in America, but there's one night that is staying secret.... Other than exploring temples, trekking in jungles, and cooking exotic dishes, Amy had a special experience in Thailand which she hadn't planned on.

She was just standing on the edge of the dance floor, surveying the room, her hips barely undulating in time to the music. She was the woman who had been in her erotic dreams since Anastasia could remember: wavy black hair to the middle of her back, creature white skin, a petite curvy form with bulging breasts above flaring hips, and a narrow waist any woman would kill for. Her lips were glossed a wine shade of red, and her hair was in cute bangs in front.

Geo moved closer to him before looking out to the window. The guys were shouting at him through the window, worried about what was happening to their leader. "I know I won't make it past the morning when I leave here for even holding this gun to your face. I know what happened to Danny when he questioned you. Now I'm going to lead this family, not you. For that to happen smoothly you must die Luca." Luca turned to face Geo. His chest was rising up and down in anger. His hands clenched into fists before he spoke.

Becca was not allowed to be touched by other men, not even the tip of her fingers nor a strand of her hair. The very first time I witnessed this issue was when a male customer shook Becca’s hand when he made a hefty purchase of her designs. Anybody would have known that it was a mere form of polite gesture, but I noticed that her husband was staring at them until the customer walked out of the shop.

She was standing by the foyer of the high-rise building when he saw her. There was something about the way she stood there that caught his attention almost immediately. It was not just because of her hair which was long and red and had left to fall loosely on her shoulders. Neither was it also because of her attire which comprised of a body-fitting white suit and matching white pants, along with a red handbag and red high-heel shoes.

“I see. So you decided to come along with as much managerial support as possible?” He grinned. “Yes, I did. It is always good for one to have such support, especially when one considers the kind of transactions I am hoping we can seal today.”

Short Stories by Mace Styx: "The hour was so late (or early, depending on how you looked at it) that she barely saw anyone as she padded silently from the castle, through the winding cobbled streets. The letter she had was burning in her hand and she still had the blade she had used to slit the King’s throat. If a member of the city watch found her, she was worse than dead. Still, she felt oddly calm".

Short stories by Mace Styx: "The grave keeper opened the door, stepping awkwardly outside at such an unbearably slow pace Jonah wanted to scream. “Where is it, this grave you saw?” he asked, vaguely, as though Jonah had informed him that he’d left the kettle on. “Over there, near the tree.” Jonah told him, pointing. “I dropped my lantern right next to it.” “I’ll take a look,” he said, still speaking as if finding the earth broken open was a mild, everyday inconvenience. “You wait right here".

Standing against the trunk of the oak tree was a man. His hair was silver, but not in a way that made him look old - it glinted faintly in the patches of light that punch through the crown of branches above. For a moment, Tansy wondered if maybe her eyes were playing tricks on her. That often happened when she was tired; she’d see something out of the corner of her eye and think it was something entirely different. When she blinked, though, he was still standing there, with a concerned look on his face.

Sound interesting? The author thinks so too! Listen to Crossdressing Stories: Greeting the Neighbors (Crossdresser Stories, Book 57) and experience the compelling world of erotica.

“Yes, I did. But still that is not enough excuse for me to keep you away from enjoying a much-needed vacation as a couple.” “It is alright, Will. I still love you very much. I am also happy that after everything you eventually saw reason with me. I only ask you for one favor.” “What is that?”

Things had been going on good for a while. Until yesterday. Anna had tried to have a friendly conversation with Claire a few times since she had joined the firm. But then, she wasn’t getting anywhere. Anna had no idea whether Claire was married now or if she had a boyfriend. All she ever said was that she never discussed her private life at work. And that made Anna all the more curious. What was Claire life after work? What were her activities? And most of all, would she be interested in getting a drink sometime?