Futa Elves
Introducing the futa elves!
2025-11-10 12:40:40 +0000 UTC View Post
After months of Amazon (surprise, Amazon is at it again...) stealing from me and claiming that nobody is using Kindle Unlimited to read my books, I have decided to pull everything from the KU program so that I can list my books wide.
What this means for you!
Nicole C titles will still be on Amazon--just not available to 'read for fre...
2025-10-24 11:41:02 +0000 UTC View PostI grunted. The truth was… it was impossible to pretend that was our first date. We both knew that we were a good five dates in already. It was impossible to reset the clock that easily. “Just do me a favour and fuck me like a girl.”
I couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement as I reached down and gripped him, feeling his l...
2025-10-16 17:46:12 +0000 UTC View PostRae stepped closer, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my heart race. The other sissies fanned out behind her, their latex outfits shimmering under the dim light of the hallway. The air was thick from the faint scent of their perfumes.
"Come with us," Rae whispered. "We have a special way to say thank you."
I follo...
2025-10-15 15:59:38 +0000 UTC View PostI felt a bit awkward being used as a ‘poster girl’ for Hans’s VR program. They seemed to think that my success story was especially remarkable. And I suppose that it had gone pretty well, almost entirely thanks to Hans’s simulations.
So whenever I came back to Canada to visit from Poland, I made a point of stopping in to Hans’s o...
2025-10-09 14:37:34 +0000 UTC View PostThe apartment smelled faintly of candle wax and something sweet—vanilla, maybe. Sybil’s idea. She said every ‘experiment’ deserved the right atmosphere.
An experiment. That’s what this was supposed to be… but it didn’t feel like an experiment. It felt like we were playing around with something we already knew.
I s...
2025-10-06 16:35:33 +0000 UTC View PostThe air in the studio felt thicker than usual—humid with the scent of oils, turpentine, and something else. Something warmer.
He sat on the stool, naked, muscles taut under the glow of the overhead lamp. I’d painted dozens of live models before—men and women—but something about this session felt different. Maybe it was because his ...
2025-10-01 19:06:26 +0000 UTC View PostOf course I didn’t stop being a ‘girlfriend experience’ girl. I did talk to Jimmy about it. “Are you comfortable with me going out and making some extra cash?” I asked. Of course he asked the predictable questions, like, “Do guys ever try to sleep with you? Do they ever touch you?” And so on…
“No. I literally just sit the...
2025-09-22 16:27:08 +0000 UTC View PostVote for your favourite plot idea! Winning idea will become a full story.
2025-09-21 12:34:19 +0000 UTC View PostJustine struts into the night, teetering on tall, glossy heels that make every step click loud enough to turn heads. The skirt she’s squeezed into is dangerously short, the hem fluttering with every breeze and daring her to tug it down. But she doesn’t. She likes it when guys get a quick tease of her bum. She works hard on keeping that bum p...
2025-09-15 18:36:17 +0000 UTC View PostThe house was quiet—eerily so after the chaos of Clara’s wedding week. No bridesmaids buzzing around, no TikTok videos, no barking orders. Just me, sitting at the edge of my bed in a silky robe Sophie had insisted I keep “for the memories.”
I thought the girly stuff was all behind me.
Now here I was, robe slipping off o...
2025-09-14 12:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostIt's that time again!
Pitch your story ideas in a short sentence or two (under 140 characters, please, otherwise I cannot copy/paste them into the vote).
We will vote on our favourite stories. The winning idea will be turned into a FULL-LENGTH steamy tale, written by yours truly.
And that's no...
2025-09-12 11:54:36 +0000 UTC View PostI spent a week preparing for that next project.
It was a personal project. I had no intentions of selling this one… or even letting the eyes of anyone else see it.
The set had to be perfect. The lighting had to be just right. But really, those details didn’t matter much. I could have drawn her all the same with the gloomy l...
2025-09-10 11:58:21 +0000 UTC View PostI hadn’t meant to get dolled up tonight. It was supposed to be a lazy evening—sweatpants, takeout, maybe an old movie. But somehow, there I was, standing in front of the mirror in a silky slip I hadn’t even dared to touch since it appeared in my wardrobe. It wasn’t there when we moved in. Or maybe I hadn’t noticed it…
I bit my ...
2025-09-09 14:07:36 +0000 UTC View PostHe had a bag with him.
“What’s that for?” I asked.
“You’ll see. Bedroom.”
I nodded my head quickly. There was something about his presence; he was almost authoritative. I felt like a little girl, worried I was going to get into trouble if I didn’t obey him. So I scurried quickly to the bedroom like I w...
2025-09-06 12:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostIt was weeks later, after the police reports, the questions, the noise. After the endless cups of bad coffee in the station and the awkward conversations about what came next. Sarah was free, safe, living her life again.
And I was still by her side.
We were at her place—the pink house that used to make my stomach twist every time I...
2025-09-03 13:41:47 +0000 UTC View PostIf you would have told me a month earlier that I would end up in a throuple, I would have laughed in your face. Even still, the word ‘throuple’ didn’t quite sit right with me—like it was something so wrong and weird and desperate. But that wasn’t the case with what we had.
There was something about the dynamic that just worked. I...
2025-08-29 12:12:23 +0000 UTC View PostThe first night in the new house didn’t feel real.
Boxes were stacked in the hallway, half-open, spilling clothes and dishes and books that didn’t belong to me. Sunlight had poured through the windows earlier, warm and golden, but now it was gone. The place felt too big, too quiet. It was weirdly dark, even with the lamps on. But someh...
2025-08-27 12:21:37 +0000 UTC View PostA young man wins an unexpected prize: a date with a porn star. He only ever entered the contest as a joke. He never actually looked too clos
A young man wins an unexpected prize: a date with a porn star. He only ever entered the contest as a joke. He never actually looked too closely at the contest details. If he had, he would have seen th...
2025-08-24 11:29:23 +0000 UTC View PostI’d barely knocked before Petra pulled me inside. Her place was dim, soft lamplight spilling across the living room, and I caught a faint trace of wine and vanilla candles. My heart was pounding—not just from nerves, but from the dress she’d convinced me to wear. Black. Silky. Shorter than anything I’d ever dared to put on before. <...
2025-08-18 17:13:26 +0000 UTC View PostThe hostess smiled as she led us to our table, but I caught the way Erin’s eyes kept darting to me instead. She tried to play it cool—she always did—but I could see the faint pink in her cheeks and the little twitch of her fingers as she tucked her hair behind her ear for the fifth time in as many minutes.
Three months ago, I’d hav...
2025-08-15 17:50:47 +0000 UTC View PostShe would pop into my stream every day to leave some little flirtation or another. Cute little remarks. She liked to call me ‘bombshell’. I would get all warm and fuzzy inside.
Ending those streams was the hardest part. Sometimes I felt like a sort of imposter when I stayed in that makeup and costume—but then I would feel like even m...
2025-08-13 16:01:18 +0000 UTC View PostHer dad texted her at noon. Flight at five, home tomorrow by lunch.
She forwarded it to me and wrote, “One night. Come early.”
I showed up with groceries and a bottle of wine we didn’t finish. We cooked, steak and salad and potatoes, nothing fancy. She stood close while I sliced, shoulder pressed to mine. We ate at the...
2025-08-11 15:59:11 +0000 UTC View PostThrough practice, Roxie kept eyeing me. I kept watching her cheeks turn red, which made my cheeks turn red.
The only other person who had ever looked at me like that was Luca.
As a guy, nobody ever looked at me like that.
It was a new feeling: feeling like I was who I was supposed to be. Maybe you can call it validation. For on...
2025-08-09 17:00:10 +0000 UTC View PostOne year had passed since that fateful night, and my life had taken a turn that I never could have imagined. I was now a proud member of the sorority, and now... six months into my transition. The hormone pills had worked wonders in a surprisingly short period of time, and my breasts had started to come in, soft and sensitive, but so cute 2025-08-06 18:00:08 +0000 UTC View Post
I stopped checking the dating apps. I just couldn’t handle the disappointment anymore. Every swipe, every face… it was like I thought I would swipe and see Becky along with ’New Match!’, but it never happened, because it was an impossible fantasy. So I left those damned apps alone.
At first, it was just a day. Then two. Then a week...
2025-08-04 10:14:24 +0000 UTC View PostThe night with Jenna had been… awkward. There was no other way to put it. It wasn’t her fault, not really. She was sweet, open, and clearly trying just as hard as I was. But the whole thing had felt like two mismatched strangers fumbling their way through a bad date—the kind you would see on some pathetic reality show about virgins dating ...
2025-07-31 12:28:41 +0000 UTC View PostJenna stood in my living room, her hands fidgeting with the hem of her shirt, looking around nervously. I approached her, trying to project a confidence I didn't quite feel. Scratch that—I didn’t feel any confidence whatsoever. But there was something else: a determination… and maybe a prayer that this would all somehow turn into something...
2025-07-27 12:17:22 +0000 UTC View Post