Her Witness (A Lesbian Agent)

Author's note: All characters are 18 years of age or older. My new boobs jigged as I walked through the hallway. I didn't know which way to turn. My mind was foggy so I went down the steps and sat on the couch. It was such a strange feeling. One...two...three. I counted my breathes. My boobs were bigger. I crossed my arms underneath them and felt them over top. Where they getting bigger? I didn't know what time my parents were going to be home. Were they going to see their daughter on the couch topless like this? But I couldn't get up. I could hardly think. All I could do was feel the weight growing. They took up the space in front of me, like there were two big, hulking obstacle in the room. How much bigger could I get? My breathing picked up. Everything made me nervous. I felt very tense, like a mild panic attack was setting in. My boobs were getting really big now. They were starting to eat up all the space in front of me and cover my arms completely. I wanted to m

Authors note: This is a slow burn story, and will be in multiple parts. It is also my first story and I'd love to hear any feedback! * Chapter One I stared furiously at the blank page in front of me, catching sight of my furrowed brow on the screen. I rubbed my forehead, my mothers warnings about wrinkles echoing in my ears. This man would be the death of me. It had been a month since I'd started my sessions with Will, and I had nothing more than a handful of notes to add to his pitiful file. He refused to engage, and would shrug nonchalantly at the mere suggestion of a meaningful conversation. It was like he wanted to torture me, as if he knew how desperately I needed to peer into his mind and just...understand. I needed to understand how perfect Will Cunningham with his perfect education, perfect life, perfect trust fund could have so easily slaughtered his perfect father. I'd had better conversation from one of my other clients, a nine year old selective mute accuse

Disclaimer: All characters are 18 or older. (If you're enjoying 'Sapphire of Seduction', consider giving it a rating or leaving a comment!) Chapter 10 Technically Danny had already been in an orgy. The train, despite its separate compartments, had been the site of a massive one. Only, Danny had not really taken full advantage, busy with Emma and Grint as he had been. This? This on the other hand, this was going to be Danny's chance to do every last thing he had fantasized about, and with some of the most attractive people he had ever seen. By the time Danny had taken off his pants, he was already being mobbed by a gang of upperclassmen, intent on trying out the most famous boy in the room. He had handled two women at once, but they were non-wizards, and not nearly as willing as the girls who now piled on top of him. All around Danny he could feel the soft caress of a woman, girls kissing at his legs and arms while others sucked and played with his nipples. He was imme

Author's note: this story is a continuation of a choose your own adventure series. I recommend that you begin at Momma Mia - Introduction so that the story will make sense. Tammy opened the present from Mia with breathless anticipation. Her buxom Brazilian shemale stepmother had been showering her with gifts as she continued her transformation, and each had been better than the last. But as she tore open the box she struggled to male sense of what she saw. Inside was a black and white French maid's outfit that looked like a cross between lingerie, a slutty Halloween costume, and an actual maid's uniform. The top was a black silk corset with white lace accents around the moulded breast cups and running along the vertical ribbing. A small ruffled black skirt ran around the bottom of the corset, but as Tammy ran her fingers over the soft fabric she saw that it could only be a few inches long. A full set of accessories completed the uniform, a tall set of black heels, black t

Hello, welcome to my wife's story, how she let herself fuck in front of my friends and her friends. My name is Tom Cruise, I am a university professor. I married one of my students Julia Roberts, she was and still is beautiful with a charming smile and sexy personality. Many of my friends were jealous and said a lot about us like "he married me because of my money and position" but I always thought they were wrong. After a few years of marriage, we moved to the United States because I had a better chance and got a great salary package. Life was good but moving to the United States changed our lifestyle. We started to get bold in various aspects like before she always wore full clothes mostly "shalwar kameez" but in America, she started wearing jeans and those jeans were getting smaller and smaller. She smiled when someone complimented her on her beauty, and I noticed that she was proud when someone checked her. One day he asked me to go to Sea View, I asked so