beastiality stories
(c) 2009 by bellyriding Day 1 It was a long flight from the United States to Brazil, but Tonya definitely needed the time away from school. It was her first semester at college and she was really killing herself. When her parents planned the trip to a posh new Hotel that was just opening, Tonya […]
Part 1 Susie lay naked on the cramped single bed in the windowless room of the dog home in London. What had she got herself into? She was working for her master, a detective, who had persuaded her to go undercover to try an expose a ruthless murderer who was killing off one by one […]
This is going to be a continuation from “Becoming a Member of the Pack” Sophie had recently taken the job offer at the fantasy clinic, however she hadn’t had any time to go out for a ride since starting work, she had been talking to a friend of hers who at first found the idea […]
Sophie was 20 years old living on her own, with her two pet dogs; Rex and Bob since dropping out of university she had been going from job to job trying to gain some experience. Although she could have gotten any bar job she wanted she didn’t much care for the bar scene. Sophie was […]
Jenny woke up to knocking on the door of her apartment; she quickly got up and answered the door, turns out that it was the post. She was waiting for a letter from one of her friends; she was going to visit her very soon and asked her if she knew anything that was different […]
A sequel to Belly Riding: Fantasy Fulfilled Chapter 1 Sandra had been working at the stables for a couple of months, but unfortunately hadn’t had any time to do more belly riding, which upset her a lot. Since that day two months ago she had been itching to get another horse dick inside of her. […]
Chapter 1 Sandra had just turned 20 and still a torrent of hormones, she had a few sexual partners over the years, but they never seemed to work out or they didn’t fulfil her sexually. One day she was sitting in her room doing not much then she got an email through from an old […]
(c) 2017 by Gronkar Near Geneva, Switzerland I. Alberich Karl was six five, built like a panzer tank. When he shook Fedor’s hand the younger, shorter, bespectacled, and weaker man felt diminished. Fedor’s mother, Dehlia, could not help but scowl. “I guess Alberich is now yours,” smiled Karl handing over the reins. Fedor’s hand tightly […]
(c) 2015 by Gronkar Bahia, Brazil, 1931 I. Fiona’s New Body Fiona laid on the hospital bed. Her eyes were closed. She was completely nude and bore a quiet smile. Renate stood next to her. She held her rosary beads in her hands and tried to suppress an urge to scratch. After two years living […]
(c) 2014 by Gronkar I. Celina Sister Celina was laid on her back in a cot in the infirmary. Her cunt was bleeding profusely. Sister Sylvia held her hand. Sister Celina was very pale. “She can’t close her legs,” explained Sylvia. “It hurts too much.” Renate said nothing and first applied herself to controlling the […]
(c) 2014 by Gronkar I. The morning after her initiation found Renate in a strange bed. She was very, very sore. The bedsheets were sticky with horse semen and even her hair was matted with it. Her body was still mostly covered in silver paint, her marriage dress. She willed herself out of bed with […]
Preliminary note: the Maconiae did exist. I can not post links here but if you do a search you will find descriptions of them. Syria – Anno Domini 392 I. The Road to Antioch The heat rose from the paving stones of the old Roman road. Two riders could be seen pausing atop a rise. […]
(c) 2014 by Gronkar I. In the Stall Recife, Brazil – Convent of the Naked Sisters of Mary Magdalene – 1929 It was almost midnight. Outside the stable the rain fell steadily. The monsoon had come. It would be a hard trek into the Mato Grosso Renate realized. She pressed her naked body to the […]