Beastiality Stories

by Fbailey (Fiction, Incest, Male/Teen Female, Oral Sex, Anal, Group Sex)

My fifteen-year-old daughter Dominique was even sexier that her mother had been. Since her mother’s death two years ago Dominique has been a handful to say the least.

My hands were tied and I was at my wits end. I couldn’t beat Dominique as much as she deserved and I couldn’t put her into foster care either.

As a last resort my sister promised to straighten her out and return her to me in a few months. I had my doubts but I had no other choice but to take her up on her offer. So I dropped Dominique off one day and left.

I don’t know whether school children in America have the same system as we do here in the UK. Towards the end of the last term at school we select a work placement that we think might interest us as a job when we leave school. We then attend that employment for a two week period instead of school, to enable our job choice before we have actually left school. I have always been interested in animals, and a placement at the local zoo really grabbed my attention. My name is Virginia, I am a small slightly built blond girl, and I had my sixteenth birthday only a month before my job experience.

 by Cazter (Fantasy, Bestiality, Consensual Sex, Job/Place-of-work, First Time, Scatology)

I twiddled my thumbs nervously as I stared out the large transparent-aluminum viewing port that was designed to show off the docking ships. Normally I wouldn’t have been uptight, but currently there was only one ship docked at the star-base and it was a “Dragon” owned ship. My chances , it seemed, of getting out of my 6 month unemployment streak were slim.

by Hominoid (Fiction, Bestiality)

Jane has always found it difficult to relate to people. She was a very sickly baby and for most part of her pre school life missed out on playing with and getting used to other children. By the time she went to school, she felt a total stranger and would try her best to avoid contact with people. She never talked much before, and now, being forced to communicate with children she did not feel comfortable with, she developed a bad stutter and the teasing and humiliation made her withdraw even further. The only time she felt happy and comfortable with herself was while she was doing homework and learning, or playing with her pets.

By Robin P
 
Prologue.
 
Extract from the London Times.
The Times, 12th December 1981.
Plane crash in Congolese forest.

On Sunday, a light aeroplane piloted by Fred Simpson, CEO of Union Oil was believed to have gone down in the heart of the former Belgium Congo now called the Democratic Republic of Congo. Contact with the plane was lost after government officials received a mayday call. Mister Simpson reported engine problems in his radio transmission that lasted for a few seconds only.

Travelling with Mister Simpson 34 from Dorking, Surrey was his wife Jessica 32 and their five-year-old daughter Emma.

By Robin P

The world, on the other side of the glass, was suffering; buffeted and sodden. Gales had been lashing for the better part of two days. High winds had whipped the pines into thrashing wands, stripping the remaining pine cones to fall to the ground with little thuds, barely audible above the cacophony of the storm. Black, scudding clouds shrouded the landscape, creating bizarre, moving shadows of dark over dark, blotting out the usual features of the pine forest.