Solely for Her Comfort

or

He's a Shoe-in

A girl decides that her new shoes need to be lined with something special: her boyfriend's cock!

F/m, Soft Amputation, Penectomy, Castration, CBT, Objectification, Foot Fetish, Consensual, Reluctant

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 "Oh, my feet are soo sore." Tiffany complained, to no one in particular, as she slipped her new shoes off.

 Steve, her boyfriend, glanced up at her, from his place kneeling down before the couch, as she made her way from the entrance way of their apartment over too him. He noted, as he set aside the broom and dustpan he had been using to clean underneath the piece of comfortable furniture, that she winced slightly with every step she took.

 "Those are your new shoes, aren't they?" Steve observed, raising his eyebrows as she tossed her footwear aside, then flopped down in front of him on the sofa. "Are they not fitting right?"

 "They fit fine." Tiffany replied, grimacing as she put one of her slim ankles across the opposite knee, then began rubbing and kneading the flesh of her exposed sole. "They're just really uncomfortable, for some reason. It's like there's no padding inside of them at all."

 "Hmm.." Steve mused, as he slipped his hands down the smooth skin of her calf, caressing her lower leg fondly, before he took the foot she was working on into his own lap. "Maybe you need inserts?"

 "Ohhh.." Tiffany moaned, as Steve began pressing his strong thumbs into the sore flesh of the bottom of her foot. "..I don't think there'd be.. ahh.. room. Like I said before, they do fit.. but only barely, I'll admit."

 "Can't you take them back, and get a slightly larger pair?"

 "No. This was the only size they had, unfortunately." Tiffany replied, pouting a little, before she arched her back and pressed her foot more firmly into her boyfriend's firm massage. "Ooh, just like that..!"

 "Well, maybe you should give up on them, then." Steve suggested, as he worked his thumbs around the ball of her foot, before moving lower to her arch. "There's not much point in wearing them if they're so uncomfortable."

 "I couldn't do that!" Tiffany replied, sounding slightly scandalized beneath her ongoing groans of pleasure as Steve dug his thumbs deep into her aching flesh. "No way!"

 "Why not?"

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The doctor handed me his bill and told me the surgery was even more expensive. I can never pay off this debt! It doesn't matter though, I'm dead in 2 weeks. The banks won't give me a loan, so what am I to do?

I don't pay that doctor shit, I buy fucktons of drugs- some I've never even done before! Designer drugs and the ever-known shrooms and devil's lettuce. First thing's first, smoke some crack and crack a rack at a fashion show!

Wait that's not fair, those models never did a thing to me- besides, they got no racks to speak of, they're only kids! I start smashing the T.V.
Disgusting perverts that want to keep watching Toddlers and Tiaras call the cops, but they don't know I'm a disgusting pervert that wants to FUCK THE POLICE!

I run out the diner and right towards the cop car that slows down for just a second and then accelerates full speed towards me. I run on my tip toes and jump hatchet first into the windshield.

Drive around to the park and get out of my car. I slam the door shut behind me and turn around. A fucking cop car is RIGHT THERE! I just go to town on the piggy's car. He's not around anywhere- oh there he is, that's right I tossed him hanging outside the passenger window.

REEE WUUUU REEE WUUUU oh shit there's more of them and I don't have a gun!
Fuck it I'm already wearing his vest under my shirt, I don't remember putting it on but I know it was while I was driving. I don't like to steal but I may as well take his pistol.

I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screeching so I run and hop over a fence as I hear tires screechinPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Hey guys, been lurking for a while, loving your work, and thought I'd share an idea I had based on an RP I did once. Hope you enjoy, let me know.

The Ancient Hunger

Robyn's Hike

There's something special about a sunrise when all you can smell is the Pine around you and the the sound of birdsong, and Robyn did not intend to let the opportunity to see it pass her by. The other girls had decided to sleep in, probably hungover from the cheap rum Lucy had convinced her mother to buy, but they were in the park for only ten days, and each of them was to precious to waste with sleep.

to be fair, they probably would have slowed her down. While they all took care of themselves, Robyn had been a scout in her childhood and early teens, and the hike was almost second nature. The five other girls probably would have been happy further down the ridge, but Robyn wanted a view. The last two years of school lay before them, so the trip was a kind of final dose of madness before real life and hard study hit, so getting out, being free, and just being themselves far away from civilization without worrying about study, boys, makeup or parents was exciting.

The climb was difficult, but not dangerous, and Robyn made her way up with little difficulty. She was tougher than most people thought, and while she had her mother's feminine facial features, they were tempered but her father's strength, not bulky, but sharp and precise. Her long dark hair tied back, no makeup around her large green eyes, she looked a bit like the tomboy she claimed to be, if her shorts and tight singlet hadn't displayed her slim yet well curved body. She was 16, almost a grown woman, but had often been mistaken for 20.

She hefted herself up the final climb, and turned to watch the sun, golden and beautiful raise over the forest. In the dawn light there was nothing but trees and mountains to the horizon, and Robyn smiled and took it all in, raising her arms and feeling the new warmth of a reborn sun. One could really feel at peace with nature here. It was almost spiritual, though some small part of her mind couldn't help but think the girls should all make their way up and get a photo of their backs topless, flashing the open forest. it was an hour and a half to climb up here from their camp, so it's not like anyone wo-...

"it's a beautiful sight, isn't it?"

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CBT Shorts, Number 2

Four short stories: Fae, A Little Extra Spending Money (Part One), Pool Party (Alternate Ending), A Little Extra Spending Money (Part Two), and a bonus epilogue for Pool Party.

All these stories share a general theme of male genital objectification and abuse, penectomy and castrations, cannibalism, and dominant females casually indifferent to the suffering and pain their male peers experience on their behalf.

1 - Fae

 "Thanks for agreeing to this."

 The girl kneeling before you smiles brightly, as she strokes one soft hand up and down the shaft of your erect cock, while rolling and fondling your relaxed balls gently with her other. Her large, gorgeous green eyes regard you steadily, twinkling happily as she contemplates you and your manhood, and what you've just agreed to allow her to do to it. Her pink tongue pokes out and wets her full, luscious lips in apparent anticipation.

 You're both completely nude, and comfortably so, as it's about noon on a lovely, warm spring day. The combination of the large, grassy, and peaceful meadow, surrounded on all sides by tall, vibrant oaks and aromatic incense cedars, along with the girl's eyes, her sunlight-through-pouring-honey colored hair, her pale, flawless skin, and her slim, almost elfin build, nearly lets you believe that you've somehow stepped through a portal from your normal, humdrum universe into a fantasy world. One with mighty kingdoms and monstrous creatures, foul orcs who want to capture and eat you, and fair elves who want to sing, dance, and make make merry with you.

 Although, in this particular case, the orcs aren't the ones who are eyeing you hungrily...

 "Hardly any boys will let me do this." the girl continues. "Which is such a shame, because it always tastes so, so good."

 "You.. You've done this before?" you ask her, as a fluttering butterfly of trepidation wings its way around in your stomach.

 "A few times.. Not nearly often enough, though." she answers, with a mischievous grin and a sly little wink up at you. "Now, let's see how you taste.."

 With that, she envelopes the head of your cock with her soft, moist, and oh-so-eager mouth. Her tongue dances and flickers around your sensitive tip as she sucks gently on your flesh, the sensations exquisitely pleasurable, making your hips buck slightly and your legs trembPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Sounding, cum eating, watersports, and overall grossness.
This is my first time writing any kind of erotica, so... enjoy? I tried not to give descriptions of the characters, so you can fill it in on your own with whatever you like.


One evening I had a craving for something salty, so I went out and bought myself a burger and fries. Coming back to my dorm, I greeted my roommate, who was busy watching cartoons, sat down and unpacked my meal on my desk. However, I was dejected to find that the cashier had forgotten to give me my complimentary sauce. I turned to my roommate and asked if he had any sauce in his mini-fridge, but he simply shook his head. Turning back to my food, I took a bite out of a fry to see if it was fine on its own. Sadly, this was not the case. I considered going back to the restaurant or to a convenience store to pick up some sauce, until I had an even better idea.
 
“Hey Alex,” I said to my roommate, “I was thinking. I really need something to go with my fries and on my burger, but I don’t have any sauce.”
 
“Okay. Why don’t you just go to the store?” he responded, as he took off his earbuds and turned to face me.
 
“Yeah, but I don’t want to spend too much money. The good news is that I know a way to get some sauce without buying it. You know what I’m getting at?” I said as I moved my gaze down from his eyes.
 
“What? Oh, sure. Go ahead.” He scooted his chair away from his desk and unzipped his pants. I grabbed a paper cup from my cabinet and walked over to his side of the room. As I knelt down between him and his desk, he put his earbuds back on and resumed his show. I fished in his underwear and pulled out his pierced, semi-flaccid cock, then placed the paper cup on the ground beside me. After resettling myself to get more comfortable on the linoleum floor, I grabbed his dick and began to lick it. I could taste pee on his piercing, and precum in his slit. I had to reposition myself again, as my dick was pushing at the seams of my sweatpants.
 
Placing it in my mouth, I started bobbing my head in and out quickly, licking his stiffening cock with increasing urgency, as I suddenly realized that my food would get cold soon. As his cock reached the back of my throat, I looked up at him and saw that he was laughing at his show. I had forgotten to ask him to warn me before he came, as I wanted to get all of it in the cup. Like my father alwaysPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

Tags: Trap, Gay, Guro (Obviously).

((Okay I've played the game quite a bit and I love it so this is using characters from the game if you don't know a character Google them. I'm writing a story and a character will die in it. Then I'll write an alternate ending where a different character dies. Once all characters have died (Ones that I want to kill.) I'll start a new story with alternate endings. Characters can be voted on to be in the next story by any reader. Now the way it will usually go down is they have sex then die and get their body raped. It'll always be part 3 Jason so he won't have a cock resembling beef jerky. Most of these are written after I've died in the game so I'm sorry in advance for typos. Enjoy.))

Story 1, Ending 1: Tiffany Cox.

Camp Crystal Lake. Or Camp Blood if you listen to those old folks. I sat in the passenger seat as me and Brandon Wilson drove there, Buggsy was his nickname but he never told me why. We met a year ago when I was still officially a boy.

1 year ago.

I had just finished football practice when Buggzy approached me in the locker room angrily "Bu--" he cut me off with a push against the locker causing me to cry out a little.

"You didn't follow the gameplan!" He yelled loudly as spittle spattered my face.

"B...But I was having fun..." I weakly respond as He raised his hand as if to hit me and I whimpered again. 

"Why do you do that!? You act like a fucking girl!" Before I could speak he just pushed me over and left.

Feeling rather hurt I regained myself and headed to the shower.

I was showering in the locker room shower when a hand grabbed my neck and I heard Brandon's voice.

"You act like one so now I'll treat you like one."

He bent me against the shower wall. I had always wondered how big his black cock was and I found out as he slid deep into my tight boy pussy and I moaned, he grabbed my hips and started pounding away.

After awhile he groans and dumps a nice thick load of cum in my ass as I moan "I love you...."

Present.

After that day a year ago he's been fucking me constantly. We graduated today and Crystal Lake was where the celebration was going down. 

"What if they recognize me?"

I ask and he waves his hand dismissively. "They won't Kyle..."

I groan "Tiffany remember?" 

He chuckles "Got me there."
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Please read the first one before this one. It won't make sense otherwise.

MALE ROLLOUT
As demand for farmed children increased, sourcing semen became difficult and expensive. After public criticism of the government selling semen to private human farms, we had essentially no legal way to obtain sperm. As our supply department dipped into the grey market, we began to look for an alternative solution. The senior board eventually elected to begin farming men for semen. The research and development team got to work.

DEVELOPMENT
The main issue was that semen naturally takes time to be produced and to mature. It takes seven days for a human male to be at capacity, and it can take longer for the semen to be mature enough to store. The solution was pharmaceutically administered follicle stimulating hormone to catalyze sperm production, as well as physical stimulation of the reproductive system.

PROTOTYPE
All female breeding units were designated as “A” (A1, A29, etc). We acquired Eric, herein BP (B prototype), for the first trial of the new sperm harvesting program. BP is a tall and slim white man. He is well toned but is not especially bulky. His genitals are very healthy. His penis is six inches long and average in girth, and his testacles are slightly large for a man of his build. He is an excellent candidate, but given that he is the first attempt at installing a male into the farm, he may not survive.

RECEPTION
Preparing BP for installation will be similar to how women are prepared. First, he is stripped completely naked and taken to the operating theater, where he is tied down like any other unit. First, his genitals are precisely measured. His scrotum is then injected with Serum 226, an experimental drug to increase sperm production. His muscles begin to spasm. Fortunately, he is secured well enough that by the time he stops spazzing, he is still secured. The spasm is noted as a side effect. He is administered a general anesthetic and open surgery begins. His liver is removed to implant the hormone regulator, but his kidneys are also removed. This is to ensure that they will not be ruptured in the process of his installation and service. They will not be needed anyway, as the farming pad will be able to perform the duties of his urinary system. He is sealed again and moved from a lying down position to a seated position. His head is shaved bald and neurosurgery is performed to chemically enhancPost too long. Click here to view the full text.

From my stories in "Bad Magic: Petrification, Transformation, Immortality", some are a part of the same system. And this Nina thing has basically turned into a series. So I decided to make a story group for it, and post all I've got (because I just made a new chapter).

https://cuteandhurting.deviantart.com/gallery/66414378/Magical-Nina-and-Friends

http://www.hentai-foundry.com/stories/user/CuteAndHurting/21698/Bad-Magic-Petrification-Transformation-Immortality

Vacuum Fairy

Vaky is a fairy. She likes to clean people’s homes when they aren’t at home. Many homes have lately been cleaned mysteriously, nobody knowing there’s a good fairy with good intentions doing that to them. Even witches and wizards didn’t know that little Vaky existed!

Vaky would always carry her little vacuum cleaner with her.

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“Nina!” Yelled Ana with tears in her eyes. Ana was a 12 year old Bosnian blondie from Sarajevo. She was running away from someone.
“Ana!” Said Nina. Nina was a chin-length brunette and Ana’s classmate.
“Nina, please help me!”
“What’s wrong?! You’re scaring me!”
“Cops are after me…”
“WHAT?!”
“Please, just listen! They caught me trying to smoke. They took a picture of me. They want to take me to my parents!”
“It’s just that? Jesus… You scared me so much…”
“My parents are going to take my new cellphone away from me! Please, Nina, help me! They are looking for me!”
“And what can I do?”

“You…” Ana calmed down and kept her voice quiet. “You do magic… right?”
“Uhh… Be quiet…”
“Please, do something… Turn me into a frog or something…”
“I don’t think you’d like that.”
“I will do anything, just please! They don’t know my name, all I need to do is hide for a day!”

Nina was in a secret family of wizards. Only her best friend Ana knew the secret. Naturally to a magician, when Ana offered to be transformed, Nina could barely resist. Although she knew it could be a bad idea.

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This is my first attempt, so I'm not sure about the quality.

Hinata inn Slave Dorms Chapter 1.

Kaolla hopped along the pavement on her single bare foot. It was awkward and tiring but she didn't really have a choice. She felt every single bystander's eyes on her, even with her head held down in shame. The young Indian girl's body was bare, she was wearing only a heavy gold bangle on her ankle and a steel slave collar on her neck. Her right arm was amputated a bit below her shoulder, ending in a wrinkled short stump. Her left arm ended a few inches below her elbow with a similarly scarred round stump, she had her elbow slightly bent forward as she hopped. The leg she had lost, the left one, was amputated mid-thigh, the stitch marks from the amputation run across both the stump's tip and the inner side of her residual leg. Her left eye was missing leaving her with an empty eye socket, she couldn't close it since the eyelids were also removed. Who could blame anyone for staring at her? She could hear most of them whisper and some not even bothering to hide what a huge spectacle she was.

''Whoah, look at that slave girl!''

''Three stumps? What'd she do?''

''She's still good for a footjob though.''

''Is she also missing an eye? Damn.''

Of course she expected those kind of reactions, but actually hearing them out made her want to die out of humiliation on the spot. But she had to keep hopping around town for at least twenty more minutes, if she wanted to keep her remaining limb and one good eye.

Though she was used to going barefoot before her amputations, the sole of her foot wasn't that used to the rough surface of the pavement. But that was just a minor physical discomfort, with each hop her poorly healed stumps bounced and jiggled, earning her sharp jolts of pain. A stream of tears runs down Kaolla's right cheek as she chokes back a sob.

'I have to continue. I have to. I don't want to lose my only limb, I don't, I don't. '

Some agonizing and humiliating minutes later, Kaolla was done with her forced self exposure and arrived at the steps of the Hinata inn. One by one, she slowly started hopping up the steps with uncertain and wobbly movements, made worse by her current fatigue and anxiety. As she's nearing the last step, she loses her balance and falls face first on the cobblestones. Momentarily forgetting that she Post too long. Click here to view the full text.

I have been looking for a story that used to be on here. It was called "The Message" it was about a girl that was kidnapped by the mafia as a message to her dad. Anyone have it?