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Early update Anonymous
I was going to wait until Friday to update, but I changed my mind.

First six chapters from this weekend: http://tinyurl.com/335pjh

New chapters to follow...
>> Chapter 7 (Concubine of cum) Anonymous
Anonymous gasped Moars ankles and spread them. She put her weight on them and held then out to the sides. Anonymous leaned in and took a long sniff was she pressed into Moar with the tip of her nose. Anonymous slowly slid her hands up the length of Moars leg, then her inner thigh. Moar giggled and shook as the tickling sensation overwhelmed her. Anonymous lowered her head and opened her mouth. She started at the ass, and left a wet trail of spit, as she worked her way upward. When Anonymous reached Moar's labia, she gently sucked the soft lips into her mouth and massaged them with her tongue. As she teased them they became softer and descended further. Anonymous split them with her tongue and worked blindly upward, feeling for Moar's cute little clit. Anonymous gave it special attention, suckling it gently, holding it between her lips, and rubbing it roughly with the pallet of her tongue. Moar's breathing became faster,and noticeably louder. It seemed she was not accustomed to this kind of stimulation. Anonymous lifted her head slightly, and used her hands to gently spread Moar open. After a moment, she lifted her head up and asked, “Moar, are you a virgin? You're unbroken.” Moar started to blush, “I could do nothing before Mistress created me. I did not exist yet.” Anonymous gave Moar a deep wet lick, and then started to climb up onto the bed. Anonymous dropped her head as she crawled over Moar. She stuck her tongue in Moar's navel, intentionally leaving it full of spit. She flattened her tongue and slid her way upward, as Moar giggled ticklishly. Anonymous could taste Moar's sweat as she licked the space between Moar's breasts. She backed down momentarily, and passed between them to taste Moar's musk a second time. Anonymous lifted her head, finished climbing up Moar, and looked directly into her deep red eyes.
>> Anonymous
Anonymous used her left hand, and intertwined her fingers with the fingers on Moar's right hand. Anonymous then slid her left leg up, and pinned Moar's right leg behind the knee. She then grasped Moar's left and as she had Moar's left hand, and finally Anonymous lifted her right leg and pinned Moar's left left behind the knee. As Anonymous kept Moar pinned, she rocked forward and back, allowing the tip of her new penis to rub a short lazy trial on Moar's stomach. “In a minute, you may wish you hadn't made it so big.”, Anonymous said, as she smiled wickedly at Moar. Moar's attempt to reply was stopped, as Anonymous kissed her. As they kissed, Anonymous gradually leaned back down Moar's length. They arched their necks, in an attempt to maintain the kiss as Anonymous moved lower and lower. The range of the kiss finally reached it's limit, and Moar inhaled deeply to catch her breath. Anonymous took her time getting into position. She had Moar pinned, and didn't want to take away her hand to adjust her penis. After some light rubbing, it found it's intended groove. Moar flexed momentarily, as if she were trying to escape, but didn't defy Anonymous'es pinning of her. Anonymous started to rock slowly backwards and forwards, pushing very gently to begin, and gradually pushing more firmly. Moar started to make little squeaky moans, “oh, oh, oh”. They continued for a minute more, and finally Anonymous thrust. Moar squeaked and sighed, “Oh, my Mistress. Thank you.” Anonymous paused where she was for a moment. Anonymous was certain that Moar had an incredible threshold for pain and sensation, and was probably laying her act on a little thick, but it was cute, so she said nothing about it.
>> Anonymous
Anonymous started to rock forward and backward again. First she took little strokes, then as she gradually discovered how deep she could go, she increased her stroke length. Anonymous pushed in as far as Moar could take, then back out to the entrance, then deep into Moar, then back to the entrance, in and out, in and out, in, out, in, out, faster, faster, faster, faster. Both Moar and Anonymous were breathing heavily, and Moar started making small squeaking hums with every breath. The bed creaked as if flexed under their movement. Anonymous could feel her penis sliding in and out of Moar, made slick and sensitive by Moar's juices and virgin blood. Anonymous was reaching her limit, and she couldn't last much longer. Anonymous pushed herself as deeply into Moar as she could press into her, and switched to making very short pushing strokes, never leaving her deep position. Finally Anonymous could hold out no longer, and she came. Her penis flexed and convulsed as it pumped it's contents into the deepest parts of Moar. Anonymous stopped moving, slowed her breath, then slowly removed herself from Moar. A thin trail of pink juice trickled down, across Moar's asshole, and onto the sheets to soak in and create a small stain. Anoymous unpinned Moar and slid up above her. Anonymous bent her knees and pulled her legs up tightly next to Moar's sides. She slid her hands beneath Moar's shoulders, and brought her elbows in close to Moar's ribs. Anonymous Curled up close, laying on top of Moar. Anonymous rest her head over Moar's shoulder, her cheek pressed against Moar's cheek, her breasts on Moar's breasts, her body on Moar's body, separated by only a sticky penis sandwiched tightly between them. Moar brought her knees together and up to support Anonymous, then wrapped her arms around Anonymous and embraced her tightly.
>> Chapter 8 (The battle for Orgasm) Anonymous
Moar purred like a cat. Anonymous kissed Moar's ear gently, “Well Moar, tonight is about you. Did you.. you know?”. Moar paused for a moment, “I am having a wonderful night Mistress. Are you content?”. Anonymous replied “Oh, I came hard, but I don't think I've ever witnessed you climaxing. Do you get anything out of this?” Moar smiled, “I am happy when my Mistress is happy. It is my purpose”. Anonymous slowly sat up, and say silently for a moment before saying, “That sounds like you're avoiding telling me you didn't orgasm.” Moar quickly replied “Mistress, please do not be angry at me. Truly I am content. Moar loves her Mistress.” Anonymous rolled back on her heels and got off the bed, “I love you too Moar, but I won't be done tonight until you cum.” Moar sat up and waited quietly while Anonymous looked through the dresser drawers. “I should have thought of this before” Anonymous said, as she turned around holding a small cluster of belts, buckles, and cuffs, “This is the kind of thing you will enjoy.” Anonymous climbed up onto the bed, “Turn over”. Moar did as she was told, and rolled over onto her stomach. Anonymous started by attaching thick leather cuffs to Moars ankles, then ordered “get up on your knees”. Moar did as she was told, and got on her hands and knees. Anonymous reached around Moar's thighs, one at a time, and buckled thick leather restraints around each of them. Anonymous lifted Moar's left ankle, and clipped the cuff to the thigh restraint. Then she did the same with the right ankle and thigh. She climbed up over Moar, and reach her arms down the length of Moar's arms. Anonymous clasped her fingers around Moar's wrists, and then sat back, pulling Moar's arms out from under her. Moars head flopped down onto the mattress, as Anonymous placed thick leather cuffs on Moar's wrists and affixed them to her ankles. Anonymous stood up and walked out of the room.
>> Anonymous
Moar rocked side to side slowly, adjusting herself to be slightly more comfortable. A few minutes later, Anonymous returned, “You know Moar, now that you won't be impersonation me any more, we don't need to dye your hair anymore. I think we'll just let it grow out white. Anonymous was hiding something behind her back, as she lowered down and started crawling behind the bed in reach of the electrical outlet. “Of course, first we should get rid of the black hair”, and with that Anonymous stood up and clicked on a buzzing set of electric shears, “This will be a lot faster than bleaching it”. Anonymous crawled back up onto the bed, then leaned Moar back onto her knees and toes. Anonymous said “hold still”, and brought the shears up to the back of Moar's head. She started by shaving a single stripe up the middle. The sound of the sheers deepened and slowed occasionally as they proceeded, as if the were bogging down in the thick hair. The shears left behind nothing but a trail of thin white stubble. Anonymous took another strip out, leaving a widening valley on Moar's scalp. “No turning back now”, and Anonymous smiled mischievously. Moar sat silently, closing her eyes to keep from getting hair in them. Anonymous shaved up the side, and uncovered Moar's ear. “This is funny, you've given me so many piercings that I jingle when I walk, but you don't even have pierced ears. Maybe we should fix that?”, and Anonymous ran her free finger up and down Moar's earlobe, “or maybe I will leave your perfect little ears the way they are.” Anonymous continued shaving, then changed direction to catch the remainder. When Anonymous finished, Moar's head was bald, with the exception of thin white stubble, and a pile of black hair beneath her on the bed. Anonymous clicked off the shears and dropped them down through one of the openings in the rod-iron headboard. She pushed Moar forward, onto her face, breasts, and knees.
>> Anonymous
“Lets try this again”, and Anonymous crawled between Moar's legs. Anonymous slid her already hardening penis between Moar's thighs, and rubbed it on Moar's belly. She slid back and pressed the tip between Moar's wet labia. She moved in an up and down rubbing motion in the entrance, then a circular motion, then she pause. Anonymous smiled as she said “surprise”, and then quickly lifted the penis to Moar's relaxed and unsuspecting asshole. She pushed it in before Moar could react. “Oh” Moar squeaked, and clenched by reflex, but it was too late. Anonymouse put her hands around Moar's thighs, and held her close. She rotated the penis in circular motions, to try to get it to go further in. Slowly she progressed, as Moar hummed softly through her nose. As Anonymous worked deeper into Moar, she leaned far forward, and slid her hands beneath Moar's breasts. Anonymous took Moar's nipples between her thumbs and index fingers, pulleg them outward gently. Anonymous'es penis reached a stop, and Anonymous changed to pushing it in small short thrusts, while Moar made small moaning sounds. Anonymous pinched Moar's nipples between her finders tightly, and Moar moaned more loadly. She started rolling and twisting them between her finger tips as moar moarned “Oh, Oh, Oh, Oh, Aaaa, Oh” Moar pressed her face into the mattress, and hummed loudly. When Moar created this penis for Anonymous, she made it of an impressive size, so it did not surprise Anonymous that more than half of it was still outside of Moar. Anonymous felt like she could feel a corner though, so she decided to change her approach.
>> Anonymous
Anonymous released Moar's nipples, and grasped Moar by the waist. She moved her penis in small circles as she rolled Moar over onto her side. The positioning was tight, as Anonymous now sat over one of Moar's legs, and had Moar's other leg spread above her. Anonymous made short thrusts into Moar, feeling for what she had felt before, then finally made a firm push, and slid the rest of the way in. Moar's eyes widened and her mouth hung open, as she gasped and panted. Anonymous felt surprised to have gotten the whole thing in, because she estimated the new penis to be a foot or more long. Anonymous started pumping in and out in short strokes, staying deep moving faster as she went. She gradually lengthened her stroke, first by a few inches, and then further. She lengthened her strokes until she was taking the whole length. She exited, reentered and pushed all the way in in one motion. She did it again and again. Moar started to yell “Oh, Oh, Oh, Mistress, Oh, Oh Oh, Aaaaa”, as Anonymous reached her hand forward. Anonymous continued pumping into Moar, as she rubbed and located Moar's cute little clit. She took the clit between her thumb and index finger, and started to roll and twist it slightly. “Aaaa, Oh, Mistress, Oh, Oh, Master, Mistress, Oh” Anonymous kept pumping, as she rotated her fingertips and dug into Moar's clit with her fingernails. Anonymous continued twisting and pinching them as Moar screamed. The pumping and screaming continued. Pumping and twisting and screaming. Moar suddenly stopped screaming and held her breath. Her body began to flex and shake. Anonymous released Moar's clit, and continued to pump her ass as she rolled Moar onto her stomach. Moar twitched and moaned and arched. Anonymous could no longer hold back any more, so she thrust as deeply as she could and let go. They both lay there panting, with Anonymous on top of Moar. Moar's twitching subsided as she and Anonymous'es breathing slowed.
>> Anonymous
Anonymous pulled out of Moar and sat back onto her knees. Anonymous looked at Moar for a moment and spoke, “What an awful mess. I guess this is why the call it your pooper.” Anonymous felt something wet beneath her hand. She lifted it and smelled of it. She looked more closely at Moar and saw a stream of urine pouring out of her. Anonymous slid back off the edge of the bed and looked at the puddle Moar had made. “You wet yourself Moar. Does that mean you climaxed?” Moar was panting faintly, “Oh yes Mistress, many times. Please forgive me, I could not stop myself”. “Don't worry about it.” Anonymous replied, “Next time we'll put down a towel. We could clean the mattress, but we need a new one anyhow. Tomorrow is Saturday, so maybe we can find one at a garage sale or something.”. Anonymous walked around the side of the bed and reached in towards Moar. She rolled Moar onto her side, then rolled her over again off the far side of the bed, “thump”, onto the floor. Moar giggled. Anonymous scooped up the hair clippings with her right hand, and pulled the sheets off the bed with her right. She took the sheets outside, letting the hair blow away in the wind. It was starting to rain, but Anonymous didn't think it could be any worse for the sheets than the urine, so she hung them on the clothesline anyway. As Anonymous walked back int other house, she decided to leave the door open, so that the cool air and pleasant rain smell could drift throughout the house. Anonymous on the other hand, smelled like Moar's asshole, so she decided to take a shower. It was the first time in a long while that Moar hadn't given her a sponge bath, so it felt like a long overdue cleaning. Despite her fondness for her impressive new penis, she managed to clean it and the majority of her body without becoming aroused.
>> Anonymous
It was near the end of her rinse that her thoughts turned towards gratification. Moar was tied in a filthy ball in the bedroom floor, so Anonymous decided it would be OK to just yank one off. She grabbed the bottle of body wash off the shower shelf, and turned the bottle upside down. She held it high above her head, attempting to aim the long distance above her penis with the stream of soapy jell. She missed at first, but managed to hit her target with the remainder of the squeeze. She put the bottle down, and put both hand around her penis, rubbing the wasteful amount of soap up and down it's length. The slipperiness made it all the more sensitive, as she stroked up and down it's length. This new penis was much smaller than the old one, but it was still very large, and much easier to manage. She started to wonder what the hospital had done with the old one after they removed it, but those thoughts faded quickly as she continued to stroke and breath more heavily. She neared climax, and had a thought. She stopped stroking and quickly rinsed the soap from her. As she turned of the water, she could hear the loud sound of the now heavy rain hitting the trailer house. Still frustratingly erect, she exited the shower and toweled dry, pausing momentarily to stroke herself and maintain her erection. Slowly pumping her penis with the right hand, she traveled back into the bedroom. Anonymous walked over to where Moar was, and stood above her. Moar was on her stomach, and couldn't see what was going on behind her, although she could hear Anonymous approach. “Mistress, may I be released to shower as well”, Moar asked, as Anonymous stood above her, pumping her penis faster and faster, “I am very dirty”. Anonymous replied, “Not just yet Moar. You look so cute down there”.
>> Anonymous
Anonymous rubbed the head of her penis, attempting to rush the end. After a minute of work she finally she came. Cum sprayed onto Moar's naked back, then her neck and the back of her shaved head, and then finally in a thin line stretching from Moar's lower back and across her right ass cheek. Anonymous became gradually flaccid, and shook a few drops out onto Moar. She squeezed her penis from the bottom to the top like a tube of toothpaste, attempting to get the last bit out. The drop oozed onto the tip of the penis, so Anonymous crouched down and wiped it on a bare part of Moar's skin. Anonymous walked over to the dresser, and opened the bottom drawer. She pulled out a few objects and walked back over and squatted beside Moar. Taking a baby wipe, she carefully cleaned the waste and fluid from Moar, while making sure to leave behind the cum that she had just deposited. Anonymous glanced around for a nearby trash can, but none were within sight, so she balled up the used baby wipe and pushed it gently into Moar's rectum with her index finger. Anonymous followed that by liberally applying a supply of baby powder to Moar's crevice. Moar was so pale, that it was hard to tell where Anonymous had applied powder and where she hadn't, but never the less she coated her thoroughly. Finally, Anonymous followed the baby powder with a diaper. It was tricky to get everything in place with just her two hands, but she managed to secure it in place satisfyingly straight and tight. The diaper was white, with pink bunnies and yellow suns printed on it. Although it was nearly sunrise, the heavy rain and clouds kept the outside sky dark. Anonymous walked over to the light switch and turned it off. She climbed into bed, laying parallel to the headboard to avoid the wet urine that soaked into the foot end of the mattress. Anonymous yawned, “Good night Moar. We'll play in the morning”, and she fell fast asleep. “Good night Mistress”, said Moar, from her spot in the bedroom floor.
>> Anonymous
Do you HAVE to keep reposting that smegma pic?

I mean, it's a good indicator, but ew.
>> Anonymous
>>346095
welcome to /d/
>> Anonymous
>>346095
That picture was suggested last weekend, but if you want to post some alternate options, it would be great.
>> Anonymous
>>345966
saved 7-8
>> Moar
I wish that there were pictures to go along with this.
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>>346109
yeah, i was the one who made that suggestion.sorry if it has caused anonomous's eyes to bleed...
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>>346299
>>346297

These two would probably work best, as they are how I imagine Anonymous and Moar.

Though this begs the question... what will happen when 'sage', 'age', or 'titsorgtfo' show up. >_>
>> Anonymous
>>346333
sauce plz
>> Anonymous
>>346447
beat angel escalayer
>> Anonymous
>>346321
whats the source of those gifs?
>> Anonymous
>>346297
What's this artists name? Also, sauce?
>> Anonymous
>>346299
>>346294
Sauce?
>>346453
Which episodes contain this dickgirl and others?
>> Anonymous
>>346499
Comes from a h-game CG set. I'm not sure I have this one one my computer anymore. I have other h-game sets from this company but they don't have any futa.
>> Anonymous
>>346453

rapidShit please
>> Anonymous
any chance the chapters could be posted using something other than rapidshit? it doesn't work for me
>> Anonymous
>>346481
I don't know. I found them on http://danbooru.donmai.us
>> Anonymous
>>346322
anyone have the sauce of this one?
>> Anonymous
>>346538
Chapters 1-8
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=LH0HGEHS
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>>346756
Chapters 1-8
http://www.megaupload.com/?d=LH0HGEHS