Blender Select Connected Vertices Stories

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Business and Pleasure

by Brandy-wine on Sep 12, 2017
Fetish

“This is what I was telling you about.” My eyes opened wide as Adrienne handed me a magazine with her finger pointing to a picture of a black leather collar with chains attached to bind the users hands up around their neck. “I’m completely shocked,” I confessed. “I would NEVER have guessed you were into that sort of thing.” Adrienne smiled, a pink hue stai...

How to Become a Smoothie

by FloridaSmoothie on Sep 13, 2017
How To

This instructional is not for fruits wanting to get pulverized in a blender. It's for people interested in the serious topic of personal transition from hairy to bald in the most intimate area. Also, it does not have tips on pubic shaving, as those are aplenty online, and I have nothing to add to what has been published. Finally, none of this applies to athl...

Dreams May Cum True

by rockbohunk on Sep 17, 2017
Group Sex

It was an August Saturday night when Ryan dropped in on Kristine and Rick. He had known Rick for about a year or so through work. Ryan had already been out bar hopping, then bought a bottle of Cuervo and mix for some Margarita's before stopping by. Upon his arrival, Rick was kicked back in his recliner and Kristine was curled up on the couch. "Anyone feel...

Scales like Stars Pt. 06

by DragonCobolt on Jun 4, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Bex Thresh, of the Singularity Principalities, knelt low and touched his snout to the obsidian floor of the Pulsar Castle of House Xosh's freehold. His palms spread and despite hardening his scales for the kick, the impact of the Bryaugh bruiser that stood to the left of him still felt like being hammered by a gravity-drill. Bex rolled and tumbled, then came...

The Paradox of Perfection

by cliper2 on Aug 31, 2017
Humor & Satire

She jacked in for the third time this evening, hearing her cable modem screaming as it made the connection. Lori had kept the sound as a reminder of her first days on the 'Net. Ironically, in those days the sound of her modem and "you've got mail" were about the only things her computer spit back at her. Now, well, now everything came back. Especially buzz,...

Pokemon Sun & Moon

by Ragnockae136 on Apr 13, 2017
Fan Fiction

You woke up to the Slow Licks of your Mothers Glameow. ''Alright that's enough Glam Glam I'm Awake. Is mom up yet?'' ''Glameow Glam.'' She says as she nods her head before licking her paw. ''Is Larvitar Okay?'' Glameow goes silent. ''Bad dreams again huh?'' Still silent. ''As much as I should have breakfast I'm worried about Larvitar, Glameow go ans tell mom...

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Refusing to Settle

by the_gripping_hand on Mar 17, 2020
Group Sex

It's amazing how the simplest statements can lead to the most remarkable evening. My Valentine's Day started simply enough, back on Christmas Day. The family had gathered at my sister-in-law's house (well, former sister-in-law, since my wife, her sister, had passed away earlier in the year). It was a fairly somber affair, given the circumstances, but we made...

The Village Sluts Ch. 27-29

by sgary3434 on Jul 13, 2020
Fetish

Author's Note: The Village Sluts is a story focused around two women who continue to grow their bond and fall in love as they experiment with their shared fetishes. This story, therefore, contains strong scat and pee play. This includes smearing, tasting, eating, soiling, etc. If you do not share these fetishes, please stop reading. If you do continue to re...

Going Home Ch. 01

by philaenis on Apr 30, 2018
Romance

A rusted swing creaking lazily in the evening breeze. Soft trimmed grass. The basketball hoop without a net standing sentinel. The old shaky slide reflecting the glow of the setting sun. All ringed by a rusted metal fence. The setting sun shadows the playground as time shades the memories. I snapped a photo and messaged it to her. I'm not sure of her number...

The Indoor Age

by Chicklet on Sep 12, 2017
Non-Erotic

The following is a true story that happened to yours truly, the author. It was quite a nightmare, but by actually writing about it I think that I can get over the trauma. Read the note to you at the end. I came home to find my electricity had just clicked off. Upstairs, my computer, source of joy in my small life, beeped pitifully as the back-up power strug...