This is my first bit of elit outside of audio scripts so I thought I'd post it in one of the places where I first discovered elit :) thanks for taking a look


Tags: Mf, student/teacher, daddy, large cock, cock worship, incest and cuckolding references, cumplay

"Oh my gosh." A freshmen girl interrupts her four friends who are working on a group math assignment. "Look at Mr. Smith's crotch."

"Ew, Rachel you are so gross." One of the girls whispers. They all giggle to themselves and try to subtly take a glance at the classroom teacher. The desks in the room were arranged into groups of four and Mr. Smith was standing near the desks of another group of students helping them with their work.

Mr. Smith was a well-built man of above average height with dark hair, light brown eyes and a full but short beard. He wore a polo shirt that hugged his biceps and chest muscles and a pair of khaki pants. While loose, they did not do much to hide the defined bulge that was very apparent, starting at the crotch and continuing down one side of his pants.

One of the girls, Kaitie, stared through her large, black-rimmed glasses. Her giggling was a bit phoned in as she was intently fixated on the front of the teacher's pants. While not the most promiscuous girl, she wasn't completely innocent and had seen a few penises by now. She could not conceive how a man's package could be that enormous.

Before she could figure out if this was some kind of optical illusion or if he actually had a solid object that huge in his pants one of the girls took a playful jab at her, "Ooh, I think Kaitie likes it!" Katie's mouth was agape and her eyes were wide until hearing the comment from her friend snapped her back into reality. Slightly embarrassed she smirked and said, "Oh my god. Shut up, Claire!"

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Hey, I'm grotto and here's the current version of Two Become One. I originally wrote this story to be posted on 4chan's /d/. The version posted on Oblimo's site here ( http://oblimo.pbworks.com/w/page/5537707/Two-Become-One ) is from summer 2008, and what appears here has been edited significantly since then. Please enjoy... As always, I have many ideas for the story that I've been nursing for years, but I can't promise new chapters within any reasonable timeframe. I will post them when I write them.

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Sara sat on her bed, still not quite able to believe what she was hearing. The person beside her seemed to be a ten-year-old girl, wearing a loose gray t-shirt, short brown hair and a baseball cap. "See, feel me, I'm just like normal, right?" Sara hesitantly reached out her hand and grabbed the girl's wrist. She could feel the bones in her arm, the pulse in her veins.

"Ok, now watch." The girl leaned forward and closed her eyes. In less than a second, gigantic breasts swelled into being on her boyish frame, stretching the fabric of the t-shirt. They were ludicrously large, puffing out into mounds around her areolae - C-cups in their own right - and the nipples were clearly visible, erect, three-quarters of an inch wide. The new breasts jiggled with their own momentum as the girl gently shook them back and forth. "Feel them if you want," she said. Sara reached out a hand and patted the monster on the left. It yielded and swayed around a bit. She began to knead, feeling the soft, warm boob tissue, not any different from her own except for the size. Still disbelieving, Sara reached down and tweaked the prominent, hard nipple. It was a firm nub, yielding a bit to her when squeezed, different from the soft breast tissue. The girl let out a squeak of laughter.

"That's too odd," said Sara. "It's not just boobs," said the girl. For a split second, her body lost all its detail, decohering in a blobby mass. She reformed a second later. Now the girl had deep red hair, tied back in a ponytail, wisps escaping to float in the afternoon sun that came down through the window. Gone were the ludicrous breasts. Her face was vaguely similar to before, but now she seemed to be six or seven years older. The T-shirt and jeans had become a beautiful dark green velvet dress, matching her eyes, cut to expose a hint of pearly cleavage. Although she was hardly recognizable, she had the same playful glint in her eyes.

"I can control pretty much everything about myself." the girl said. "Feel the dress." Sara reached out and took some fabric, rubbed it in between her fingers. It felt like fine fuzzy velvet. The girl smiled. "That's as much a part of me as my body or my Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

I wrote this for my own entertainment, and I thought some of you might enjoy it too. Please pay attention to the tags, as my tastes are not for everyone, and I wouldn’t want anyone to be scarred for life because something I wrote squicked them to death! Constructive comments welcome, but don’t bother telling me what a sick bastard I am or anything else I don’t already know. And needless to say, this is a total work of fiction, and any resemblance to any person, living or dead, or any actual place or events, is completely coincidental.

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So after dinner I’m kicked all the way back in my big old overstuffed recliner, sipping a beer and watching some dumb show, not really paying attention. I have a big sheet over the whole chair because I’m naked as usual, and the plastic chair covering isn’t very comfortable on bare skin. Just as I’m trying to decide whether to see what else is on cable or put on a porno, my 10-year-old daughter wanders into the living room, apparently bored with whatever she was doing in her room. She’s also naked as usual, nudity being more common than being dressed in our house. She glances at the TV, then comes over and leans against the recliner arm. I grin down at her and reach around to tousle her long blond hair.

“Hi Daddy”, she chirps adorably.

“Hi Angel”, I respond.

She’s lean and lithe, with a cute face just beginning to become beautiful. She reminds me so much of her late mother, who died very suddenly from an illness a couple of years ago. After a few seconds, she clambers up onto the wide pillowy chair arm and flops half onto it, half onto my left side, resting her head on my shoulder. My left hand naturally falls onto her little butt and I give it an affectionate squeeze. She gives me a peck on the cheek and rests her hand on my chest.

Obviously, having her naked body lying against my naked body was starting to have an affect on me. She was idly playing with my sparse chest hairs and happened to glance down toward the TV. In the process, she noticed that I was slowly growing a chubby. This wasn’t at all surprising or remarkable to her. Her mother and I had been very upfront about sex, allowing our lovemaking to be seen and heard as a matter of course; just another aspect of our tender affection for each other. However, now that it had my daughter’s attention, she reached down and clasped my dick lightly, then rolled it back and forth a little as it became fat and heavy in her small hand.

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Posting first chapter. See the response I get.

Leprechaun

F/F, BDSM, Gangbang, Non-con, underage

Chapter 1:

Look at her, that sweet sixteen-year-old girl asleep in my arms. Hard to believe it has only been a year. I really do love Alicia, sure I may have resented the arrangement at first, after all our parents did not truly respect me, and Alicia, well she was their golden child. Everything was easy for her. Even getting into a prestigious school. When I was called up and told that they could not afford the dorm costs, I almost laughed an hung up. Was even closer when they ask if I could arrange a place for Alicia to stay during her time at the school. It wasn’t until they offered to pay part of the rent. We did not exactly have the room, four roommates already crammed into a three-person apartment, bringing a fifth was not appealing.
“Is Alicia free to play?” My roommate asked opening my door.
“I think she’s asleep” I responded calmly. Even if the girl was not, I did not want to let go of her. Like I said I love Alicia, and even if Alicia does not mind getting fucked by my roommates on a daily basis, I do have a slight issue.
My roommate frowned and left.
“Jade, I’m not asleep” Alicia responded. I looked down at this crystal blue eyes looking back up at me. Those eyes were huge, I always seemed to lose myself in them.
“It’s okay babe, just get some rest” I responded quietly kissing her. Maybe I should back up a bit though. You see, Alicia and I did not always see eye to eye. As I said I didn’t even want to take her in. This story would be different if I said no. If I told them, we just did not have the room, they may have told Alicia no. The first time they would ever say that to her, simply due to not being able to afford it. But I said yes. I agreed to take in my sister despite my resentment towards her. Thankfully, I don’t regret it at all, not anymore. So How about I go back to that point, as the story before than was not really in interest…

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This is one chapter out of a larger story I'm working on. The plan is to connect various scenes, based upon (but not strictly true to) my sexual experiences as a preteen. All characters in this scene are (were) real. The basic plot really did happen, but has been filled in either for lack of clear memory or literary embellishment. I will post more later. Comments welcome.

Tags: preteen loli shota straight gay bbg

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Mikey Part 1

“Come to church with me. We'll get laid.”

Jeez, where did it start with Mikey?

Church, I guess. Ain't that ironic?

See, Mikey was home-schooled so he didn't know any of the in-school kids I knew, except those who lived near us. That's how we met. Hanging around the neighborhood playground park.
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Hi, does anyone remember the story where this teenage girl sunbathing or something and the neighbor's dog goes in on her. and she ends up being spotted by the neighbor's kid which causes her to be blackmailed.

Hey perves! Come check out my stuff!

I've been thinking dirty thoughts for decades, but only recently decided to type and post them for posterity! So hey, come on in and enjoy. Please forgive outside links, but we all make do right?

Do you like raceplay and straight shotacon? I got you covered.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28371228

Maybe cut out the raceplay, and just get a more dominant shota?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28708419

Are you a big tough guy who pines for femboi-pussy?
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28715373

Was your christmas shitty? Well here's a belated present, all wrapped up for you!
https://archiveofourown.org/works/28330308
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I've been posting my stories to ASSTR for a while now, but since ASSTR is pretty much dead as far as comments go, I'm trying to branch out and post in some new places too.

Chiefly my stories focus on mind control, BDSM and young girls.

My ASSTR archive is here

https://www.asstr.org/~JumpingHotdog/index.html

And I'll post my new stories below.

I met my girlfriend on the beach, of all places. I had come out of a bad relationship a few months prior, unsurprisingly related to my tiny cock. My then girl just got bored of it I guess, but it might have been my constant bitching and self inflicted deprecation, who knows. In any case I met Cassandra at the beach.

She was on a lazy chair sunbathing and I was playing with my dog. I threw his ball but the wind caught it and fell next to her. She was startled when a huge hyperenergetic golden retriever jumped at her searching for it. I ran to apologize and had to grab Mr Woofer by the collar.

"Sorry miss," I said, she was shockingly beautiful, long dark hair, big puffy lips with a smile waiting to shine, dark green-brown eyes, a huge pair of tits that she showcased to all to see on a tied two part bikini, and between her legs, the largest bulge I had seen on a girl outside of the internet.

"Don't worry pretty boy," she said winking and started to pet my dog, "whose a nice boi? eh? whose a nice boi?" She said while petting him.

"Umh, hi," I awkwardly said, she took her eyes out of the dog and smiled at me, "I'm Jonathan, people call me Jon." I extended a hand to her. She kept smiling looking up at me from her lower point of view. "Nice to meet you Jon," she took my hand and grabbed it stronger using me to pull herself up. "Name's Cassandra."

She was taller than me, she was all better than me, just by what her bulge said. And she wasn't even erect yet.

"Always get your dog to do your wingman work Jon?" She winked at me, her prescense was overwhelming. It was like being next to a greek goddess.

"What? No! I... It was an accident I swea--" She interrupted me by laughing, "Relax pretty boy," she repeated her compliment of earlier. Her hand went to my shoulder and she gently shooked it. "I'm teasing you Jon."
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I was inspired by a story on here previously called "The Three Amigos" to write my own X-Change story. since OP seems to have vanished I figure now is as good a time as any. This is my first piece.

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You know, I never really got how stupid horniness made you until what happened to me last summer. Me, Duncan, and Nam played Street Fighter Alpha at my house while my parents were at work. We were inseparable, always playing fighting games, reading comics, or doing other mindless teen shit. Being young, dumb and horny brought us together in many ways. Nam always had connections to seedy underground Korean shit he got from his uncle. This meant we’d always have the hook up to all types of imported smut, comics, and games native to the country at the time. Duncan and I were 90% sure the shit was illegal but that only made it better.

One of the things Nam had that piqued our interest was X-Change. He had a bottle full of the stuff, stolen from his uncle’s trash after, according to Nam, his uncle got cold feet and decided to pass on them. Nam, who was a real chatter-shit when he knew about something, told us all about it.

“I’m telling you guys, this shit is the real deal! I saw one tape where a man took 1 pill” He shoves his finger into Duncan’s face. “JUST 1 PILL! Next thing you know this fuckin’ guy looks like Kate Winslet! If I take this shit, I’m gonna look like Hee-Sun!” “Who the FUCK is Hee-Sun, Nam?” Duncan blurts out jokingly in-between mashing nonsense on his controller. Now, I’m not the best fighting game player on the planet, but I definitely was the best player in the room. Nam and Duncan had a nasty habit of button-mashing with no strategy involved. Days would go by where I’d clean house, only to finally be beaten by Nam, with lots of grabs from Birdie on his side. Maybe I had a hidden talent for virtual tactility, or maybe it was because they didn’t have a PlayStation at home. In any case, today was shaping up to be no exception, as I nail the finishing rapid-kicks and K.O Duncan for the win.

“Fuckin’ hell! You see that Nam, your gay yappin’ cost me the damn game!” Nam and I were used to Duncan’s outbursts after losses, so Nam only responded with snickers. This, of course, only made Duncan more riled up. “I mean seriously, if you love those pills so fucking much just take one!” “Yeah, why not?” I chimed in. I normally don’t interject as much when the 3 of us are riffing. It’s not necessarily out of any fear or something, I just never feel the need to really get all that worked up. Nam took our questions with a very sly grin only a questionably raised Korean kid could pull off.

“How’s about a bet on the next game? Loser takes a pill and let me and the winner tear a hole into their newly minted snatch?” Duncan looked at him like he was an alien. “How’s about kiss my ass? Luke’s a goddamn c Message too long. Click here to view the full text.