Models: Piper Perri, Lily Rader & Buddy Hollywood, with Emily Willis & Katana Kombat Samson couldn’t help himself. He was ogling the maids like a teenager who just found his older brother’s porn stash. Usually he wasn’t the kind of guy to objectify women, but the very sight of the maids was filling his head with all manner of lewd, lustful thoughts. Considering this was his honeymoon, he felt vaguely

Models: Tory Lane, Audrianna Angel and Chris Johnson Charity shivered as the woman ran her tongue over her cheek. Although her mind was still a fog of confusion, her arousal was rapidly eclipsing all other emotion. ‘We picked a good one tonight, baby. She’s an even better slut than I thought she’d be. Not even that redhead we turned last month looked this hot.’ ‘You’re damn right, gorgeous,’ the man

Craig had spent weeks wondering what his transformation would feel like. He’d imagined a slow, orgasmic change working its way through his limbs and engulfing his genitals – a gradual corruption of his mind as every thought was twisted with slutty desire and hedonistic arousal. He had even put thought into what he would do with the male clothes that would no longer fit him once he had been reshaped

Yvonne wasn’t sure how the magic of the fountain pen worked. At first she’d thought maybe whatever the user wrote down was transcribed into reality, but that couldn’t be true – she’d been writing erotica with it for several hours already, but none of the saucy short stories she’d jotted down in her journal had come to life like this. She was fairly certain it couldn’t grant wishes either, because

The shop was a transformation enthusiast’s heaven. Every shelf and railing and cabinet and display was dedicated to a different kind of deviant product, and when it came to naughty transformations, what the store didn’t sell wasn’t worth talking about. The shelves behind the counter looked like they belonged to a particularly depraved alchemist. Countless vials of vivid pink Elixir stood tall and proud alongside flasks of Formula, the deep

Fantasy Resort’s communal lounge was sleek, comfortable and, presently, abuzz with hushed conversation. Ordinarily it was a space where the resort’s guests could relax together, chatting over drinks poured from the well-stocked bar set towards the back of the room. Tonight, however, the crowd was quiet, huddling together in little groups and whispering amongst themselves while casting furtive glances at the other people in the room, their suspicious gossip driven

‘So, what about this one?’ Strutting out of the bathroom, Roxie posed in a beautiful aquamarine swimming costume. In truth it was little more than a bikini, connected by a thin strip of material front and back that left her toned midriff on full display. Tessa looked up from her phone and pursed her lips. She was lounging on her bed in her silk pyjamas and had been acting as

Tangled up in the messy bedsheets, Kaitlyn smiled blithely as she stared out over the bay. Location of the island’s only harbour, it was fringed by little pockets of buildings that clustered near the water as though they might become lost and forgotten if they ventured into the rolling, forested hills inland. As the last blushes of dawn melted away beneath the heat of the morning sun, the islanders were

‘Ah, gentlemen,’ Richard said with a loud clap as the two women strode into the room. They were still dusting down their overalls, brushing off flecks of red powder. ‘I trust you solved my little problem?’ Standing in front of him with pursed lips, the two women – one a ravishing black beauty, the other a slim blonde with aquiline features – tapped their feet impatiently. Turning to one another

There was a glass of champagne waiting for her when she returned to her villa. Obviously her security had heard the good news and were doing their bit to help her celebrate. It was a sweet gesture, and she took the flute up with a smile to take a long sip. Sinking down into a chair, she placed her cargo – two glittering golden statuettes – on the glass table