Bri's Conquests

Hi Everyone!

Not dead! New commission, I've been working on a few more that I may or may not put on this page, so apologies for the delay. I've been considering opening some kind of subcribestar where I'd post everything, but I like to keep things relatively consistent here out of personal preference.

This is futa/male story again. Themes of mild reluctance in this. Just to be safe I'm sticking this in noncon so as not to give anybody any bad feelings.

As always, make sure you're open and communicative with your partner and never push them into something they're not comfortable with, even if it is as simple and allegedly 'innocent' as coercion, it's still bad, so please don't do it.

As always do not use my stories as license to act upon transphobic and anti-LGBT+ behavior, I do not condone it and I do not support it. You really don't need to inform me that you don't agree with that statement, I truly do not care.

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PROLOGUE...

Early dawn crests over the horizon.

In an old house next to campus, stand big thick greek letters across the tiles of the second story. In one of the many rooms inside, peering through the slitted blinds, there's a sight that one couldn't unsee even if they tried.

At first glance you wouldn't be faulted for thinking there was a corpse splayed out on the bed. The second thing that would hit you is the raw stench of sex, shortly followed by the steam accumulated after the hours of non-stop furious fucking that was being done on that bed.

This room belongs, or rather

belonged

, to Kyle Richards. He was a pledge at one of the many frats that sit just outside the main campus.

Kyle made a terrible mistake last night.

At the party the frat was hosting, he saw a massive woman at the other end of the room. She seemed to be alone.

She stood about 6'4, looming over his 5'7 frame. Clad in tight navy leggings and a white crop top, exposing her rich abs and hips. She was powerful looking, and fit beyond reason. Her athleticism was only matched by her curves. He was shocked there weren't fifty guys all over her. Her ass was gigantic, wide, bubbly, and grabbable. Clearly round from copious glute workouts, her cheeks looked like they could kill a man if she sat on him right. Her thighs were like massive war zeppelins as well, jiggling, but if flexed would likely bulge into an impressive show of muscle.

Even under the crop top he could tell her boobs were only just that much smaller, but were still heavy and huge. A mouthwatering rack was under those clothes, it was easy to tell. A healthy amount of fat layered her frame, adding to her waist, and making her arms look even bigger. Thinly hiding the ripped muscle underneath it, and blanketing over the massive veins that likely bulged across her body. A beautiful small layer around her lower stomach and sides, adding to her hourglass shape.

Her face was beautiful too. It was different and unique looking. She had fox-like features. Prominent, but thin, hazel eyes, lidded and lusty looking. They were spaced apart, a bit like Anya Taylor-Joy's. Tight, plush, and firm lips, her mouth looked soft and smooth. Thick, but plucked, brows that were like deep red waves above her piercing eyes. Giving her a seductive look of nonchalance. Her nose was cute, button-like in the middle of her face. Her face was heart shaped, and beautiful to look at. She stood out so well.

What helped her unique beauty was also that she was ginger. Freckles dotted her face, especially across the bridge of her nose. A long curly mane of red hair hung from her head down the middle of her massive toned back.

To impress his 'brothers', Kyle came up to her and tried to flirt with her. He strode to her with arrogance and oozing with confidence, he would shoot his shot if nobody else was going to. The entire party seemed scared of her, this would be his conquest tonight.

Little did he know...

After she reciprocated his poor attempts at getting with her, much to his shock, he found himself slowly being reversed in this power dynamic. What started as him leading, calling her 'hot' and a 'total 10', turned into a red-faced stuttering mess as she loomed over him, his back to a wall. She was hitting him with lines that would make anybody's knees shake.

As she held herself over him, one hand on the wall behind him, the other leaving her massive hips, she began to play with his hair.

He heard snickers from the other side of the room, his 'brothers' laughing and pointing behind her back, the way he was being easily frazzled by this absolute bombshell of a woman.

She turned slightly, sneered, then turned back to him.

She put a big, but feminine, hand on the side of his face, stroking his cheek as she leaned down into his ear.

"Ignore them baby, they're just jealous that they're not about to get as lucky as you tonight..."

Each word was a breathy release of hot beautiful air that danced in his brain and massaged it. Every loving whisper and love song that captured him.

As he turned to look at his brothers again, she guided his gaze back to hers.

"Why don't you show me your room..."

"O-oh... y-yeah for sure... okay..." He smiled, sputtering the words out, his body shaking.

She bit her lip, driving her hand up his face and into the side of his head, scratching his scalp. Softly playing and bullying him.

"My name's Bri..."

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We cut to the present in Kyle's story.

He's on his back after roughly eight hours of straight sex. His body is covered in ropes of his own cum, and ropes of... hers...

With his legs spread wide, held in Bri's strong hands. In between his legs are her rippling sweaty hips, snapping back and forth with all of her vast strength. The room lit up with the aggressive, wet, and sloppy, clapping of her waist as her massive cock, coated in a thick white cocoon of her copious loads, disappeared in and out of his gaping asshole.

*PLAP!-PLORP!-PLORP!-PLAP!-PLORP!-PLAP!-PLAP!-PLAP!-PLORP!-PLORP!*

"Mmmf. Fuck baby..." She breathed out, "That's good... that's good pussy..."

The room was ignited in loud wet slaps of skin on skin, clapping profusely with her pelvis as she destroyed him, dominated him, and used him for hours and hours.

Kyle was in a complete daze, his brain turned to mush, his eyes spaced out. His mouth hung open slightly, drooling as he could barely form a scream. His voice ran out a few hours ago. At this point he'd submitted herself to her as her personal flesh toy.

Earlier, after he was held against a wall while she mashed her lips furiously against his, she pulled her leggings down and revealed her 12-inch pringle can of a cock. He was apprehensive and scared at first, but Bri always knew how to coax a boy into it, with aggression and seduction, she had him bent over in front of her before he knew it.

Here they were now. Bri dominating him, body and mind.

She had covered him in her cum, from the infinite rounds they went, she just didn't stop. He was covered head to toe in thick white ropes. Some cum from the blowjobs she'd force him into still hanging out of his mouth as well. Every time she'd fuck him, she'd reward him for his confidence in approaching her earlier. Taking her cock out between his battered red cheeks, jerking herself to completion and then blasting more and more cum across his body, groaning loudly each time. Then instantly putting her cock back inside him to chain her next orgasm. It was like a cardio workout to her.

Her abs flexing with each thrust forward, she had put him back in missionary about an hour ago and just kept going. Now just fucking a corpse. His lifeless body rocked back and forth by the force of her incredible ass. Her powerful nuts slamming against his crack over and over and over again.

The cum that had accumulated inside him provided natural lube, as soon as she'd pull out of him it would be like a fucking waterfall.

Men. Her favorite type of prey. Getting them alone in a room just like this and fucking them for hours. She wanted them obsessed with cock by the time she'd finally finished.

*PLORP!-PLORP!-PLORP!-PLAP!-PLORP!-PLAP!-PLAP!-PLAP!-PLAP!-PLORP!*

"Unf... unf... fuck... hahh... fuck yes... oh fuck baby... ugh... I'm close..." She rasped, a low and husky tone.

"aH... ouh..." He gurgled out.

*PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!*

Speeding up again, her balls like a thick weighty pendulum now. Her rippling ass drove into him again as she got ready to unload again. Sweat pouring down her exhausted frame.

Cum slapping against his ruined ass cheeks.

Kyle's dick pathetically spewed out a few strands of more cum as he orgasmed from his ass alone. Squeezing her cock as she rammed him.

"Oh... ugh... good boy... you came again huh? You really love it in the butt... ugh... ugh... don't you..."

Kyle didn't respond, he couldn't.

*PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!*

"Can't even... umf... talk?.. Ugh... huh? Don't worry baby... this is my last one... gonna bust deep inside you..."

*PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!*

Kyle only reacted by his eyes going a little further back. Her wet squelching dick rocketing in and out of him, hot semen still flying everywhere as he laid there, stewing in her sweat and massive loads.

"There we go... there we goooo..."

*PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!*

Her glutes were flexing harder. Her legs spread in a triangle as she held his ass off the side of the bed. Her thighs bulging with muscle. Her biceps pushing through her arms, her grip tightening and her hands veiny. Looking down in pride at her absolutely destroyed slut beneath her.

"Ugh! YES! FUCK!"

*PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!*PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!PLAP!*

"UGH! GONNA CUM! GONNA FUCKING CUM!.... OH!...."

She stopped. Held her cock inside him by just the head for only a few seconds, as her hips jerked and spazzed subtly. She went to the balls of her feet, toes curling into the floor. Her glutes tightened together, and then...

SHWAP!!!!

With one powerful thrust all the way back inside him...

"UUUUUUUGHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!~~" She brayed like an animal as her balls tightened together.

Kyle felt the warmth spread inside him once more, joining the rest that was stuffed inside him like a cream puff.

Her nails dug into his skin. She held his hips in the air, his ass connected to her pelvis as the sheer strength of her cock held him in the air as she finished off inside him. Letting out a guttural snarl as she spewed more and more into him. Digging her dick in him as she tried to get out as much as she could.

"FUCCKKK! BABY! YESSSS! UUUUUUUUUGHH!~~ UGHH! Ugh! Oh! Oh! Ugh... ouh... god damn... ouhh..." She sighed out in relief.

His lifeless body flopped back onto the bed as she relieved herself in him, and let him go. As he slammed back onto the mattress, she yanked her softening cock out of him with a gross wet echo. His sloppy asshole pushing all of it out. With a shameful queef he burst like a squeezed pastry. A cannon shot of Bri's loads blasted off the edge of the bed and onto the floor.

His stomach rising and falling as she loomed over her conquest. Hands on her hips as she caught her breath. She let out a breathy laugh.

"Fuck... I needed that... haven't had good pussy in a while... you weren't the guy I was after honestly, but between us I think you were better..."

She thudded her powerful footsteps over to Kyle's desk and wrote her number on a sheet of paper.

She walked back to his splayed out body, and let the scrap of paper drift and stick to a rope still drying across his slender frame.

"Call me if you wanna fuck for real next time... I'm gonna go get some sleep back at my apartment... let you get some rest too... bye sweetie..."

She grabbed her leggings and crop top, stuffing her thick cock between her legs and exiting the door.

She gave a wink to some of the frat guys that were deliriously waking up, recovering from their hangovers, then walked out.

Stress free and relieved she made her way back to her apartment upon a beautiful sunny day.

Kyle didn't regain consciousness until a few hours later...

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BRIALA "BRI" HUMS (22)

Bri had a particular upbringing. She was raised by a loving mother and father who raised her as a son. It didn't take long after her birth though to realize she wasn't a boy. She was a girl. A 'futa' to be exact, consisting of elements of both sexes at once.

Her parents understood and took all appropriate action as any loving parents would. However, that didn't stop a small miniscule amount of disappointment seeping through from her Dad. She didn't hate Bri, far far from it, but he had always wanted a son truthfully.

Bri's father was a hardworking engineer and a back-alley mechanic in their neighborhood whenever he had the time to help a neighbor out. He was an honest man, a good man, but a tough man. He always told Bri, 'If you want something, you need to do whatever it takes to get it.' A piece of advice that she would take very literally.

She loved her father a lot, and looked up to him. If she couldn't be his son, then she'd meet him in the middle as much as she was comfortable with.

Knowing full well the target of bullying Bri would receive in her life, Bri's Dad enrolled her in almost every martial art he could think of, on top of promoting an athletic and fit lifestyle, she grew into her body like a hormonal beast.

Her mother, who was also very supportive, even more than her father arguably, cherished and loved her. She was a true caretaker in her life. Raising her as her only and favorite daughter.

By the time she was 18 she was already shredded and toned from head to toe. She was a big woman, and she liked to eat as well. Curvaceous and muscular at the same time. She inherited her father's brawn and appetite, and her mother's feminine wiles and tastes. She was a beautiful blend of the two, that made the loving couple proud of their only child.

Anybody who bullied her in school, which was plentiful already, would be humiliated, beaten, and shut up until nobody bothered her ever again.

This led to a few issues though...

For one. She was lonely.

She had some friends for sure. She was positive nobody would ever want her though. She was extremely hormonal and frustrated all throughout high school.

Ever since she first heard her parents having rough and furious sex when she was younger, puberty had hit her like a truck.

She wanted what they had. She wanted what those jocks in school were probably doing to their girlfriends behind the bleachers or in their nice cars.

The school knew what she was though. She was a woman with a cock between her legs. Which would be a deal breaker for most at that point in our time. Women too in the closet to be with her, and men far too insecure to even stand next to her massive frame. She didn't care who it would be, just wanted to be with someone. She didn't know what her real tastes were. She didn't know what she liked and didn't. Her only example was porn and the annoyingly loud sex her parents had almost every other day.

That all changed the summer after their graduation. A boy, who knew her since they were children, came to her after the ceremony and confessed his feelings to her. He was confused, but ever since he saw her transformation, he felt things that he'd kept close to his chest until now. Seeing as they were going to different colleges and never would likely see the other again. He tried anyway.

She was flustered, and couldn't even form the words to respond. More red in the face than her hair. The two of them were extremely inexperienced, and didn't know what to do next.

Bri took him to her bedroom that night. She lost her virginity finally. It was awkward, experimental, and an odd sensation. She tried taking him in her ass first, but he came too quickly.

Unsatisfied, she asked if she could fuck him. He shot down the idea quickly. Yet those words from her father echoed through her mind as she hungrily stared at his perky butt.

'If you want something, you need to do whatever it takes to get it.'

So she did. She took him. A beast of ugly dominance took over her brain. After handling him into submission, she applied furious seduction and ravenous technique. The boy soon found himself willing and eager, with his pants off and legs spread.

A new side of her emerged. She knew what she liked now. She knew exactly what thrilled her.

As soon as her cock was inside him she turned into a wild animal, tearing his ass apart and fucking him sensless. Shoving her cum-coated cock down his entire throat right after, blasting another hot load down his stomach, feeding him until he was packed from both ends. She held him close to her, treating him like a sex toy all night.

He walked funny for a week afterwards, a story he never told anybody after he moved out of state.

She didn't care. After she went to university, she was determined to employ her methods on anybody she saw.

Freshman year was a year of experimentation. A year full of all sorts of debauchery with the entire floor of her dorm at one point or another, even one time with the sophomore RA.

Men, women, anybody in between. All were slaves to her 12-inch destroyer. Packed with her cum until they couldn't function.

Through the next three years, she'd continue to get bigger, she'd continue to fuck, she'd continue to become the woman she always wanted to be. She was confident, strong, and possessive. This whole campus would be her canvas, and she'd take whoever she wanted WHENEVER she wanted,

whatever it takes.

Bri is a senior in university now. She has her own small apartment thanks to an on-campus job in the offices. She barely had to do a thing and she was making plenty of money to pay her rent.

She's pursuing a major in engineering to make her Dad proud. Graduation is on the horizon, and she's going to make the most of her time left this year.

Bri calls them her

'conquests'

a subconscious list of all the poor uni students that would be fucked to death as soon as she set her sights on them. She preferred men, straight and bi men to be specific. Sometimes she'd fuck women too.

After years of experiments and experience. She found herself in a deeper way than most do.

Bri liked domination, she was a total top. Not just that though, she loved proving her strength and superiority over her targets, the main reason that she went after men so much. She loved seeing those thinly veiled masculine attempts at manliness, only to break them until they were a whimpering heaving mess at the end of her cock. She loved making them her pets, part of her empire of a harem. She liked wrestling them into submission, making them rely on her. Blasting them open into a whole new world of pleasure that only she could provide them. Gaping their holes, and admiring her work as they stared back up at her with rivers of tears in their eyes, moaning and screaming at her. Bullying them until all they felt before her was a shred of masculinity that could never match her absolute goddess-like strength.

She loved fucking. She was a master at it. This whole university was trapped with her, and she was gonna make these hot sluts know it.

WHATEVER IT TAKES!

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CONQUEST#1: LLOYD BAKER (20)

- Short brown hair, swept to the side, straight and silky.

- Skinny frame, not very defined muscle

- Straight

- Brown eyes

- 5'6

- 135lbs

It was about 11pm on campus. I was on my way to the gym. I had read somewhere on some (probably fake) fitness site, that working out before bed would build muscle better.