Where can I find more second skin fetish stuff like this

>>25505
I don't know about second skin shapeshifters, but one of my favorite stories with similar themes to this one is Eudaemon by Evil Dolly. To reveal what exactly is similar to this story would kind of be a spoiler, so I'll just give what I imagine would be the book jacket summary: A reporter goes undercover as a prisoner in a certain city's experimental criminal justice program in an effort to expose what she expects will be a pattern of extrajudicial abuse of convicts. What she finds will be more strange than anything she thought was possible.

http://www.evil-dolly.com/assets/eudeamon.pdf

>>27211
God fucking dammit its name is winter and it's mute.

Good story though.

>>27202
Guess I'll try a new thread. So if anyone has a favorite story on the last page they'd better bump it up now.

>>27217
If you're still there, I'd say it's safe enough to go ahead and set up a new thread. If you still wish to, that is, and I hope you do.

>>27264
I tried, and was immediately autobanned once again. I decided to wait until someone else bumped the story to give the bad news. I don't know what is causing the ban, so I'm not using my previous name or any other identifying information, and this probably still won't go through. Anyway, I'm still not getting enough free time to really develop the story in the direction I want it to go, even though I do have some pretty good ideas, if I say so myself. So if the opportunity presents itself, I may try again. We'll see.

Dan'l continues his story of the Harrison School Three.

Tags: mg bg rape sex anal violence

I had wondered why the pizza seemed kind of old and cold by the time they got home.

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There and then, I did not know that Tuna had taken a beating a couple of hours ago. Nor did I know how long Jenny and Rhonda had been lying in the dark. Lastly, I did not know that seeing me in the shelter was their first realization of just what this was all about.

Dad paced back and forth in front of the girls, like a sergeant inspecting a line of troops.

"Are these the girls who beat you up?" he asked me.

Getting beat up by girls sounded shameful to the middle school mind, so I mumbled quietly when I said, "Yeah, that's them."
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Bap! Bap! Bap! went the knock on the door. "Hey, you guys done in there?" yelled Dad from the other side. "Come on out if you are! Without your clothes!"

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Rhonda followed me through the door, into the more brightly lit kitchen area of the other pod. Both of us being completely nude, it felt rather embarassing that everyone in the room turned their heads to look at us. Tuna, still bound underneath the bench; Dad, sitting on the bench; Jenny, lying hogtied on the floor by the stove. Jenny's nose and mouth were bleeding. I guess Dad had punched or kicked her in the face while tying her back up.

"Over here," Dad commanded. All eyes followed us as we stepped in front of him.

"Did you make him happy?" he asked Rhonda.

She looked at me a moment, so I nodded at her. "Yes, sir. I think I did."

"You think you did." Dad reached out to examine her crotch, feeling the drying juice on her pussy and inner thighs. He sniffed his fingers. "Hmm. Okay."

He looked at me next. "Dan'l, did she make you happy?"
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Okay, this will wrap up Chapter 1 of this violent child rapey murder stuff. We'll get back to Mikey and Katie and friends next I promise.

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"Don't you fucking dare!" growled Tuna.

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That was enough of a challenge for me. My mood right then said whatever would piss her off more was good by me. So I slid down to where I was sitting on her thighs and undid the snap and zipper on her jeans. She tried to throw me off by kicking her legs, but I sort of rode her like a bucking horse.

"Pull her pants off," I told Dad. I held her down by the belly and shoulders while he tugged at the ankles of her jeans.

"No, nooo!" she whined as the jeans slid off her legs. Her hands, tied behind her back, grabbed hold of her white panties, but that wasn't hard to yank from her grip. "God damn it, no!" I avoided her kicks by prying my whole body between her legs.

This dominance game stiffened my boner up even more. I shoved my open pants further down my legs. With my knees, I pushed her thighs apart and wiggled my hips into place. With one hand, I guided my dick to her hole. I was not at all interested in getting her wet and ready.

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https://web.archive.org/web/20160102182112/7chan.org/elit/res/10190.html

>>26049
Thanks!

I've got a few stories in the works. Not sure when they'll be done, though. They are longer, multi chapter works and I'm holding off on posting until I've got more done.

>>26078

Thanks a bunch! I can't think of any gdom on men/boy stories. It's a rather rare genre. I remember reading some stories by Young_Lesbian_Femdom on ASSTR years ago but they were gdom on women.

==Jumping Hotdog's Camp Mentempuer - Day One==

>Twelve year old Bianca wakes up to find herself on a strange island. She soon meets a talking parrot, is told she must overcome diverse challenges and faces her first dangerous enemy. More importantly, she learns the island is no adventure story from a young adult novel. Beset by vicious enemies set on sexual violation, Bianca's only hope lies in reaching Camp Mentempuer, but might the camp contain even greater horrors than the guards set to keep her from it?

This is an older story but stayed tuned. New chapter coming right up.

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Bianca looked around. Two dozen girls filled the beach, none appearing older than twelve. None wore a stitch of clothing, making guessing their ages easy. They lay like discarded dolls on the sand. Some were face down, little-girl asses in the air, while others were face up, small or nonexistent titties on display.

A tiny black girl lay near the tide line. The serf washed in and rolled over her toes before pulling back. Her dark skin glimmered with salty sheen. She didn't stir and only the slight rise and fall of her flat, bare chest spoke to her continued life.

Despite that sparkle, Bianca couldn't take her eyes off the black girl's cunny. It was so small and, well, black, so very different from her own pink pussy. Butterflies battered her stomach, so many of them, and she didn't know what to do.

A parrot flapped down from the sky and landed on the sand. Bianca used the commotion to tear her eyes from the other girl's private parts. At first the parrot didn't notice Bianca. It fluttered its brilliant blue and red wings and then walked among the sleeping girls.
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==Jumping Hotdog's Camp Mentempuer - Day Two==

Codes: fg, Mg, best, oral, mast, bond, rape, ds, fdom, mc, tf, breast, viol

> Bianca begins her second day at the terrifying Camp Mentempuer. To see out the day Bianca must over come deadly showers, powerful rapists and her own traitorous body. Can she triumph over the sadistic mistresses or is even survival too high a price?

And there we go! Day Two. Something new. I can now officially say I’ve wrote *something* in 2020. Year officially saved.

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The loud cry of a bell woke Bianca. It was morning, the next morning, the day after her life changed forever. The bell's long high note rolled through her flesh and made her shiver. The night before that very bell had seized control of her body and forced her to eat the most disgusting meal of her life. Even now, hours later, her stomach still roiled. She had barely survived one day at Camp Mentempuer; how could she possibly survive another?

Dawn light broke through the cabin's windows, revealing the pornography plastered to the walls. It was even on the ceiling. Hanging partly off the bed, Bianca looked up and saw a women so beautiful it took her breath away. She could have been a supermodel, with darkly bronzed mixed race skin and almost black almond eyes. Vivid white ropes bit into her body, deep and tight. The red marks of a whip or crop covered her front, particularly concentrated on her small but shapely breasts. Her eyes shone with a strange submissive strength and her two front teeth bit into her plump lip. Strangely, in this room of hideous abuse, she almost gloried in her bondage and pain. Bianca wasn't sure if the poster was the best or worst thing in the room.

Beckie poked her head out of her bed and looked down at Bianca. The black girl smiled. They'd elected to share a bunk bed, with Beckie taking the top and Bianca the bottom.
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This is really excellent. Thank you for posting, and please keep it going!

The next morning came later, my face was stuck to the skin of her neck by the dried cum. I moved my hand to rub my eyes and in the way there it bumped one of her massive tits. So I let it there and started to caress her nipple. I also started to kiss her neck.

"Good morning pretty boy," she said to me with fun in her voice.

"Good morning beautiful," I answered kissing her in the lips. She returned the kiss. We stood there kissing with my hands teasing her tits for a long while. I looked down at her crotch and her boner was there, poking to the gods.

My ass was still somewhat sore of last night abuse, but my mind disregarded it and I took another bottle of lube that was next to the bed. She smiled at me showing her teeth and asking me, "Are you sure?"

I nodded, pouring a generous amount of lube on her. I stroked her morning wood a few times to get it all distributed and straddled up. Cowboy position. I took her cock and guided it right to the opening of my ass. And slowly, very slowly, got it all inside. My balls and cock resting hard on her toned belly.

"Ride me boy," she demanded. I obliged.

First very slowly, but soon with pneumatic rhythm that she seemed to enjoy, and my ass demanded. It was so delicious, like fitting something on a hole that has the perfect shape for it. I rode her cock as if it was all a dream and if I stopped it would end. She let me do all the job, letting me control the pleasure she received from my ass. I know she wanted to start pistoning more than once, I could see her muscles twitching, but she controlled herself, letting me get my pleasure as well.

"Oh god, Oh God!" she started saying, I could feel her trembling. My body was lost in the pleasure, my own cock trembling of unattended excitation, my eyes went back on my head and I started to push faster, my cock started to spew cum seconds before hers exploded inside of me. She was incredible.
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This is really excellent. Thank you for posting, and please keep it going!

Nam goes for Birdie, while I choose Chun-Li, a character I always chose when I wanted to be at my best. The first round starts, and I can tell that this game was different. Nam played a lot smarter, blocking my combo attempts, and grabbing me while my character ended her move for a painful drop. My mind raced as I kept walking into his hits, and it wasn’t long before the first round ended.

“Holy shit Nam, you won the first round!” Duncan belted. “Now just do it again, and we can give ol’ Luke here rabies.” “Yeah yeah, after this don’t expect me to share the spoils” Nam interjects. I’d prefer challengers who didn’t pre-emptively declare victory, but for some reason the cocky, gun-sure attitude Nam had made me feel a lot weirder than normal. The second round felt longer, as I pulled out combos and juggles that seemed a little too tryhard considering the skill level of my opponent. Maybe it was the inner conflict I was having that pushed me to inevitably take the next win, or maybe it was adrenaline from the fear of the unknown; of what would happen next.

“Uh oh, 1-1. I think Nam is about to become our personal little Sailor Moon.”Duncans quips fall on deaf ears as we both focus for the final round. We both play in a way that was rare for anyone in the house. Perfect blocks, parrys, reversals, punishes, it seems almost robotic. It all culminated in something neither of us expected. An outcome that, in all my years of playing before or since, has never occurred again.

“What the fuck! No way.” We all sit there speechless.“A fucking draw.”

“Cheeky. Very cheeky.” Duncan laments.“Well, that wasn’t planned. When did you get so good, Nam?”I had to ask. Truthfully, I wouldn’t know if it was skill, luck, or my warped mindstate, that caused such an odd outcome. What I did know, however, was that I wanted that feeling again. It was the most fun I ever had playing Alpha and, arguably, video games in general. “HAHA a man such as myself always has a trick up his sleeve.” Nam's arrogance was something to behold, surely. Some would even call it cute.

“Bullshit. Hey, you know what?”Duncan grabs the bottle and shakes it around, as if it was a magic 8-ball giving him the answer to his own question. “How about this, if Luke beats you this time you gotta take this pill and let us both rail you?”After hearing him say that out loud I stared to think the couch and carpet had been laced with some horny powder. There was no way the Duncan from 10 minutes ago would have been so on-board with this scenario. “What’s in it for me, assbrain?” Nam matter-of-factly spat out at Duncan’s proposal. “Duh, Luke’s gotta take the pill. Then we can both rail him.”The pat on my shoulder he gave me immediately after should’ve rubbed me the wrong way. Alas, like the passing fart I am, I just said “That’s basically the same deal as before.” Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

A quick note to anyone returning to this thread after a while, especially MPC fans: before you jump into the new parts, you should go to his asstr site and reread- or at least skim- the first three stories there. Also maybe stay on that site to read the last two. The formatting here can only provide you with so much.

OK, so, to begin: Fuck Attachments is awesome. I think it represents peak MPC. A wishy-washy male protagonist who wants to do the right thing being forced to fuck his little sister at gunpoint by ANOTHER little sister strikes me as a high-pressure twist on your best plots of the past. You've done it so it's not only convincing, but also really hot. The ability he unlocks (cybernetic here, but supernatural in a way that calls back to your earlier sci-fi/fantasy stuff) to feel all his sisters' sensations compounded with his own is, again, hot, but also fits really well with your constant, universal themes of empathy and fair gratification. The intrigue of the family dynamics and their business interests matches your older serials for intensity, but Jesus Christ does the next story blow that out of that water.

I should say to everyone else here that these next spoiler tags are more important than those above, and I really, really think you should read the whole story before/instead of checking under them.

When I started Corp's Party, I was prepared to feel the same sort of "ok, ok, nice" that I'd felt about Alt. Sentence. I was gonna leave a note about how Attachments was cool, say I was glad you were back, give you a high five, all that. It took me a day or two to get past the beginning, both because it was a slow sort of exposition and because reading pretty much anything's become difficult for me over the past several years (damn attention span's shrinking every day). HOWEVER. When it got interesting, it got interesting. And more interesting. And when Ventura said "the [eye] I got you at least matched," I truly lost my shit. Like, I'd just gone back and reread most of the first three stories, and I respected them for what they were, but the tie-ins had really not sunk in, aside from a couple things I couldn't figure out: PoV getting the arm that then got sent to Mitsy, details in the frame narration, etc. That sentence kicked it up to a whole new level. I knew she would be back, but I didn't know she would be back in a way that would have me go "OH SHIT" to the degree that it did and continued to do for the rest of the scene. In the paragraphs that followed, the realization that she was about to kill the Morgans clicked with the Plague Or Vehicular homicide acronym from the end of Attachments, and THAT triggered a realization that the acrony Message too long. Click here to view the full text.

i like the level of detail in your stories. not graphic sexual detail (thought that's usually pretty good too) but like in your gravity falls story, besides matching a disney channel show almost exactly for tone, you invent the whole secret disney sex fantasy channel + park to fit it into. in this story, the same way, you've got a good deviant little girl fantasy, but it's part of a whole cool kinda world you've made up, which you've put real effort and thought into. that's pretty cool to me.

Hey AnonyMPC... i've been reading your histories since 2010 and I was wondering what happened with you? Are you OK? I know u took some hiatus every now and then but I just want to know if u are doing fine. Your stories are great and I enjoy them so much. Thank you for sharing them for free too, it means a lot to your fans.