Joe had found the witches hideout just as they were starting another ceremony. Joe had been following the convent of witches ever since they kidnapped his best friend and turned him into a woman. Once the witches were done with Joe’s friend, they sold the used-to-be-a-man to a whorehouse in a nearby village.
On his way to the top of the financial ladder, Tony had to take some prisoners. Those who crossed him or tried to prevent him from becoming CEO at the multinational bank almost always got fired. And those that tried to file class action lawsuits against him, well, let’s just say Tony was always happy to find a use for his slave-bodysuits.
I had been visiting this remote village for years as part of an anthropological study. They had told me that the bigger the men, the more prestige they had. The stronger they were, the more control they had over the women and weaker members of their society…
Nathan and Donovan had found a spell in which one of them could transform into the other’s favorite pornstar. They would then transform back into themselves once they got the other one to orgasm. If they didn’t cause their friend to orgasm within two hours while they were the pornstar, then the change would become permanent.
Jeff was falling in love with his favorite stripper, Zara. He loved her perfect body and found himself thinking of her for days. But she never accepted his invites to go on dates, and he was utterly frustrated.
Danny was excited that he had been accepted to spend a year in Thailand at a Thai massage school. He had been training to be a masseuse for three years now, and some Thai elements in his normal routine would give him an edge in a competitive market.
Harold had no idea what to do now. He was driving through a remote part of the countryside when he hit a deer with his car in front of a farmhouse. Hoping to get some help, he rang the farmhouse door. When the door opened, a strong man inside quickly pulled Harold in and chloroformed him. Harold passed out instantly.
Joe had found the witches hideout just as they were starting another ceremony. Joe had been following the convent of witches ever since they kidnapped his best friend and turned him into a woman. Once the witches were done with Joe’s friend, they sold the used-to-be-a-man to a whorehouse in a nearby village.
On his way to the top of the financial ladder, Tony had to take some prisoners. Those who crossed him or tried to prevent him from becoming CEO at the multinational bank almost always got fired. And those that tried to file class action lawsuits against him, well, let’s just say Tony was always happy to find a use for his slave-bodysuits.
I had been visiting this remote village for years as part of an anthropological study. They had told me that the bigger the men, the more prestige they had. The stronger they were, the more control they had over the women and weaker members of their society…