Tasty Tales of Transformation

  Artwork - Super Nagoyaka An expanse of orange, red, and yellow trees stretched out along the hillsides behind Levi, a chill, now indifferent man—back turned to the beauty before him. Japan was everything he had hoped it to be, crammed full of natural awe and unique cultural splendor compared to his western sensibilities. It was the change of pace he had sought for a lengthy vacation, but he had begun to wonder if he had stayed too long. He was well acclimated at this point near the end of his stay, and what had been fresh 3 months ago now seemed mundane. Even the serene nature of seeing leaves gently float around him elicited little reverence. That said, he still found much to love about a nude, outdoor dip in a hot onsen. This was one of the best natural springs yet, it was as if he could feel the minerals soaking in. It made things easy to forget and send the mind adrift. Before he could reach such a calm though, screams began to approach, along with some angry footsteps on the...

Artwork by: B24Vc1 Another night, another good, yet not great time in the sack for Liz and her husband Ray. I mean, it always seemed like a good time for Ray, getting him off didn’t take much. For her it was a different story. Despite her love she held for her husband, the spark was dying. Liz was bisexual and her lust for the strong, burly men like her Ray had faded. She wanted a woman, and she  wanted to be the one to dominate. Ray wouldn’t have any of that though, many of the two’s attempts ending in failure. He wasn’t the submissive type and it simply never played out in fun fashion for either of them. So Liz got by on the usual as the bottom, the urges for her fantasy growing stronger and a picturesque woman haunting her nights. She did her best to block out the dream girl, forcing herself to forget her features born of her own desires. Though with every public outing, whenever she caught even the smallest whiff of some woman who possessed features to her tastes, the dream gir...

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 Artwork - Ittla I’m Santa’s grumpy Elf. Why am I grumpy? Well because our whole operation has had a candy cane thrown into it! It is absolute chaos here at the North Pole and who knows if next Christmas will even come. It is a well-frosted process delivering all those presents in one night, we elves often joke he does it in the Saint Nick of Time. There’s just one little problem, he doesn’t do it alone! It’s another Santa Secret, please don’t tell! But yes, you heard that right that he doesn’t do it alone. In fact there are many Santas, lookalike helpers employed under the jolly fella himself. They work in pairs, flying by reindeer to every corner of the globe in one night to deliver a present to every house. Even that is a fib though, as there are some places we are told to avoid. These are places where devilish magic and hearts hold domain. They are not meant for us, and yet last year Santa surprisingly received a Christmas letter addressed to him from one such place, the plains...