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J'étais un thérapeute aveugle, et j'étais venu dans la grande ville pour travailler avec Tante Wu et Wang Xiru, mais ils pensaient toujours que j'étais complètement aveugle, faisant souvent des choses embarrassantes devant moi, allant même jusqu'à faire des demandes inappropriées... L'une, une femme mûre et charmante, l'autre, une femme froide et distante, chaque nuit j'étais tourmenté par elles, incapable de dormir...

Ich war eine blinde Masseurin und war in die große Stadt gekommen, um bei Tante Wu und Wang Xiru zu arbeiten, aber sie hielten mich immer für völlig blind und machten oft peinliche Dinge vor mir, stellten sogar unangemessene Forderungen... Die eine, eine charmante reife Frau, die andere, eine kühle und unnahbare Dame, quälten mich jede Nacht und ließen mich nicht schlafen...

Rae, a perverted thief with bad luck and worse life choices, was caught peeping on a couple getting busy. Naturally, he got his ass kicked—and his life ended. Or so he thought. Just before his untimely demise, Rae had one last wish: to live like a king, surrounded by voluptuous women with big booties and even bigger breasts. Turns out, death wasn’t the end. It was just the beginning. Rae woke up in a fantasy world, and not just any world, but one where he was gifted a special system. A system... with some unusual tastes. [Ding!] [Quest: Drink breast milk from the source.] [Litres: 0/10] [Reward: Race Change from Goblin to a race of your choosing.] "Wait—what? I’m a goblin now?!"

Ding~ [A message has been sent by the Gods] [Welcome chosen one to the World of Milfs for your trial to attain Godhood. Fulfill the Gods requests and obtain their approval to join us and become a God] [Fail your given request and meet your demise] Ding~ [A request has been sent by the Gods] [The God of Storms Synthia sends a request: Grope your adopted mother's buttocks till you leave marks on her ass] [The God of Music Calliope sends a request: Make your Aunt moan so loud that your neighbours can hear her sweet voice] [The God of Health Fiona sends a request: Lick of the curry that spilled on your neighbour's chest, while her husband watches tv in the room next door] [The God of Stars Noella sends a request: Blackmail your classmate's mother into sucking you off in her son's room] [The God of Wisdom Seraphina sends a request: Drink all the office lady's breast milk straight from the source, that was supposed to be for her baby] I see....So I basically have to do a bunch of naughty and perverted stuff that the Gods want to see me do with a whole lot of smoking hot milfs, for a chance to become God and save my life. What else can I say other then... WHAT KIND OF FUCKED UP JOKE IS THIS?!?! Want to know how this all came to be? Then follow our protagonist and his journey to become God by making his own Milf Harem (Warning: This novel is made by a Degenerate for Degenerates, so if you aren't into kinky stuff and prefer vanilla, then this novel isn't for you) •°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•°•° [No NTR - No Yuri - No sharing - No system that assists the protagonist - No mind control - No blood related Incest - No drugs or potions that influence the girls - Hardcore Inseki - A lot of Netori and Stealing - Harem - Slice of Life Romance - No unnecessary Drama - A lot of fleshed out +18 scenes - Finally a very competent protagonist] [This novel is focused on Older Women and Milfs, so don't expect any younger girls unless there's a Oyakodon] [And finally I want all the interactions to feel natural and I want the readers to be invested in the characters, so the story will be fleshed out and not rushed in any way] discord.gg/9hKEN3duBw

Chen Sansi traveled back to the chaotic end of a dynasty, thankfully with the hardworking system by his side. He originally wanted to hunt to earn money and someday go to the Martial Arts Hall to learn some basic fist and foot techniques, aspiring just to be an ordinary rich man. Yet, fate had other plans. With officials imposing heavy taxes and the Martial Arts Hall bullying the citizens, he had no choice but to enlist in the army to survive, becoming an archer. From "archery (entry-level)," he worked tirelessly up to "operating a ten thousand weight bow, where arrows cannot be dodged," taking the heads of enemy generals from a hundred miles away! From "basic soldier's spear technique," he worked tirelessly up to "National Guardian Dragon Spear, growing more valiant with each battle," standing firm with a spear on horseback, alone turning back the Enemy Army of a million! Years later, Chen Sansi, having campaigned in the south and battled in the north, was truly invincible under the heavens, commanding two hundred thousand of the Iron Cavalry. Watching his subordinates forcibly ascend him to the throne and become emperor, he felt quite helpless: 'You... you have really caused me trouble!'

Ako ay isang bulag na masahista, at nagtungo ako sa malaking lungsod upang magtrabaho kasama sina Tiya Wu at Wang Xiru, ngunit palagi nilang iniisip na ako ay ganap na bulag, madalas gumagawa ng nakakahiyang mga bagay sa harap ko, kahit na gumagawa ng ilang hindi angkop na kahilingan... Isa, isang kaakit-akit na maturidad na babae, ang isa naman, isang malamig at mailap na dalaga, bawat gabi ako ay pinahihirapan nila, hindi makatulog...

The frist sin of battle...might have been stealing milk from the orange cat beside me.

Saya adalah seorang terapis pijat tunanetra, dan saya datang ke kota besar untuk bekerja dengan Bibi Wu dan Wang Xiru, tetapi mereka selalu mengira saya benar-benar buta, sering melakukan hal-hal memalukan di depan saya, bahkan membuat beberapa permintaan yang tidak pantas... Yang satu, seorang wanita dewasa yang mempesona, yang lainnya, seorang wanita dingin dan angkuh, setiap malam saya tersiksa oleh mereka, tidak bisa tidur...

[MATURE CONTENT] Betrayed by her sister, Nidia South ended up having a one-night stand with a random man. Eight months later, her premature pregnancy made it to the news. Jackson Cunningham, Baile City's business tycoon, immediately recognized her on the news and forcefully took custody of their child. However, the child only wanted his mother's breast milk, hence Nidia was brought to the mansion as well. She had thought that this was a cold and cruel man, a cold-blooded capitalist, but in reality... she was the girl of his dreams, he had been longing for her for ten years. Jackson did everything in his power to be able to keep her in his life, all he wanted to do was take care of her and spoil her.

Overnight, the world's common sense changed. But then... "It's common sense that erect penises are cared for with wet pussies, right?" "Customer, shall I milk it for you? Or would you like to milk it yourself?" "We promised when we were young! That I'd become your ona**le!" This is more enjoyable than I thought? Harem | Erotic | Incest

Additional Tags: Femcel/Perverted FMC - MMORPG - Female Harem - High BIQ MC - Game Elements — Cory, a young adult who spent 23 hours of her days online and milking the legendary PC game [Darkmoon Adventure] until its last drop of content, knew exactly what she had to do when the VR version dropped and immersion was greater than ever. “I can finally touch boobs! Mufwehehe…” Though, for such a groundbreaking invention in the modern gaming world, shall come great threats of other skillful players, game patches, and a looming new threat that will shake the gaming history.

Lance Mercer's life is painfully normal. He works IT support in a basement office where printers scream, coworkers cry over Bluetooth, and lunch is a rotating tragedy of lukewarm noodles and existential dread. He's got a dog named Dario, a cursed coffee addiction, and a daily goal of making it to 5:01 PM without committing a felony. Then he buys milk. Now he's being hunted by unmarked helicopters, cultists in cow masks, and possibly the U.S. government. Reality keeps glitching when he sneezes, his dog might be telepathic, and there's a chance he's bonded with an ancient cosmic dairy god. He just wanted cereal. (Inspired by DanDaDan and Parasyte: The Maxim)

"You are not a god to judge, you are not a father to punish." Committing a crime in King Gustaf's Kingdom is a crime. The love volume about love, rights and justice. "The Miss Thailand MC Pang will have to face demons from her past in Sakhon Nakhon. She wants to be their Bride. Lady Queen Narak is a landlady in a lucky escape from death in Thailand the former MC who never became a famous singer and had near death experience will meet her once more, her promise to Ban Toya. She left her family mansion and her private school life abandoning her spies school seeking a new juicy life in erotic exposure to local Lords to claim a throne of a love in England. When her Spaniard Tom Powers saves her she opens on a side job her cannabis plantation tents to the love bungalow for her tired men can seek love and compassion. She has a passion for returning prisoners and duty to serve them in her love affair bringing our heroes Rento Olympo, Igno Bazuka and Ban Toya." It was her love tale she wrote working in Oxfordshire Brothel. She met her lesbian partner from Poland who is journalist from Poland Krakow. She decided to have her writing skills of school teacher enhanced from a true research analysis she provides for her lovedrama projects and De Volkspark Journal in Enschede.

A group of tabletop RPG nerds are transported to a fantasy world of swords and sorcery. Their task: Clear the land of an evil corruption known as the Taint by killing Tainted monsters, absorbing their corruption, and using it to level up. But in this world, the monsters aren't merely trying to kill you, they're trying to rape you and fill you with their Tainted seed. And to make matters worse our noble heroes wake up, only to find themselves in alluring new female bodies… Our unfortunate heroines are forced to survive in a strange new world crawling with brutal rape monsters around every corner. Will they learn to adapt and thrive in their new home? Or will they be reduced to mindless broken cumdumps by the endless hordes of horny, sadistic creatures roaming these cursed lands? Sexual Content Warning: 18+ Contains explicit sex, sexual violence, smut in nearly every chapter. Has scenes of rape, sexual slavery, hard bdsm, sadomasochism. Scenes can get pretty dark and graphic. Contains heterosexual and lesbian pairings, but no male on male content. Non-sexual Content Warning: Contains lighthearted moments of comedy, bits of slice of life, character development, and worldbuilding. There is an actual story here, mixed in with all the smut. Trigger Warning: Rape. Violent Monster Rape. Seriously. Lots of it.

Jihun Park has never needed words. The youngest heir to the Park empire carries his father’s intensity and his mother’s quiet resilience—but none of their hard-won ease with love. Where Jae spoke through actions and Mira through stubbornness, Jihun simply doesn’t speak at all. Until her. Lee Nari doesn’t have time for brooding heirs with pretty eyes and a strawberry milk addiction. A scholarship student at Seoul National’s elite business program, she’s too busy clawing her way out of her family’s debts to decode the silent boy who watches her like she’s the only person in the room. But when a class project forces them together, Nari discovers the truth: Jihun isn’t quiet because he’s arrogant. He’s quiet because he’s terrified—of the legacy he carries, of the words that won’t come, of becoming a ghost in his own story. And Nari? She’s never been afraid to speak her mind.

Mira Yoon’s childhood was measured in silences—words trapped in her throat by a stutter that made her the target of bullies. Until a quiet boy with too-long bangs began orchestrating her rescue with soccer ball distractions and Friday strawberry milk cartons left like secrets on her desk. Then one day, he vanished overseas, taking her only solace with him. Twenty years later, Mira has rewritten her story: a confident real estate agent with a wall of conquered words in her apartment. But when assigned to pitch to reclusive investor Jae Park, she walks into a glass-walled office and finds herself pinned under a gaze that feels like coming home.

Tudo começa com uma caixa de leite

A reunion of old friends turns into a drunken plea for help as a suddenly homeless and helpless Sarah begs for shelter, and says she will do anything....which leads to the signing of a strange contract. Genre: Romance | Lesbian Fiction | UPDATE: Early release chapters on Patreon. EBook: https://a.co/d/04fe0ssb Patreon: https://patreon.com/NightKitten

Grimble Gripgold is far from the average Goblin. He’s a Private Investigator for one, with an attitude more sour than spoiled milk and a mind hard wired to fish out even the most minor details. It doesn’t make him very good at his job though. He’s much better at getting into trouble— and trouble comes in the form of blood red eyes and savage intentions when he’s set on a case to find a missing person that sends him on a hunt for more than he ever could’ve imagined. He’s now in a race against time. And when the timer strikes zero, not only will he lose the case, but his mind will go with it. extra tags: Sci-fi fantasy, noir, grimdark, comedy, fast pace, short-story, magical realism, gritty, dark, unique hybrid, trope-twist, smart-mc. This novel will also be posted on my royal road profile under the name Brandon Kai here: https://www.royalroad.com/profile/761098/fictions

Riku Kazehaya just wanted a quiet life at his new high school in Kamakura. No drama, no attention—just clean air, late-night jogs, and maybe a vending machine chocolate milk after class. But on Day One, things go off-script: Not only is he seated next to a beautiful gyaru with a sharp tongue and sharper stare—Aika Hoshino—but he also finds out that she’s his new roommate. Courtesy of their scheming dads’ “cozy little arrangement.” Now living under the same roof, with bandages on his fists and secrets under his sleeves, Riku tries to keep his real self boxed away. After all, no one at school knows he’s a boxing prodigy who dropped out of the spotlight. But Aika? She's not so easy to keep out. Gym rat by passion, chaotic by nature, and way too pretty to ignore—she’s got her own questions about this mysterious new guy with tired eyes and a body built like a fighter. Love wasn’t part of the plan. But some feelings don’t stay boxed for long.

Forty-seven hours of straight gaming, six energy drinks, and one massive heart attack later, I'm living inside my favorite game as the final boss everyone loves to hate. The good news? Unlimited power, incredible looks, and access to the kind of women who make porn stars look like nuns. I'm talking about curves that defy physics, tits that could smother a man to death, and asses that inspire religious experiences. The bad news? Everyone expects me to be a manipulative bastard who treats people like fuck toys and destroys planets for fun. The worse news? I'm discovering I'm really fucking good at both. My name used to be irrelevant. Now I'm Lord Raven Vex'thara, Crown Prince of the Dominion Empire, and apparently hung like a space horse with the kind of face that makes women drop their panties and men question their sexuality. Death, it turns out, was the best thing that ever happened to my sex life.

The big-chested officer in the army has been discharging milk. He has never seen such a situation before. Helplessly, he can only turn to you, a military doctor, for help... And after you taught him how to use the tool to suck it out, he gradually became dependent on you..

The future was doomed, the present was gloom, the past was regretful. At this point, the only reason I was still alive was because my heart and brain functioned and then one night after a great fap, I woke up to a totally different reality, one where I was in the past. [System installation complete] [Welcome host to the Perverted Sugar Daddy System] [You’ve been taken back in time] I used to be perverted 50 year old man infatuated with younger women in short tight skirts, but now I was in the past with a system. A system that would help me fulfil my perverted desires. I hadn't planned for this, but I sure as hell was ready to milk it. Women, money, fame, from where I stood, all these are at my finger tips. Not only is everyone's mother wife and sister in danger, but so are their companies and territories. it's just a matter of whether I want to own google or be a simple shareholder in Tesla, infact, why not have both. There is the option of being a CEO but I don't want that to interfere with my leisure. My plan is sound and simple but unfortunately you can't eat your cake and have. If I want to be at the top of the world, then I have to be ready to face problems of those at the top, for example. "What do u mean witches are real" TAGS: Mind control, Gangs, manipulation, corruption, oyakodon. PS: All characters in this book are above 18

I never planned to fall. Not in love. Not again. Not after Siyabonga. When I walked into Imbeka Secondary School on my first day of Grade 8, I had already made up my mind: no boys, no drama, no heartbreak. I told myself I was done with childish love — and maybe even boys altogether. I believed I was a lesbian. I chose peace. I chose myself. Then I met Snothando. Then I met Promise. And through them… I met him. But this is not his story. This is mine. The story of the girl who laughed louder than her pain. The one who stayed… When love walked away.

[ Warning!!! Mature and Gore Content] An undisputed fan of the seinen genre, Ben inadvertently transmigrated into a game that turned out to be an eroge. In the body of Daemon, an antagonist destined to be humiliated and killed by the protagonist of this world, an arrogant, incestuous bastard. His future looked bleak when a glitchy system activated. [Ding—The Yandere Harem System has been successfully linked] [This system will help the host build a harem of hot Yanderes! What’s better than a group of girls ready to kill the host out of love?] "Huh? This system is a bit weird!?” [Target detected: Secondary heroine, Kara Geb Bentham Final objective: Turn a lesbian into a hetero Yandere Tip: Kara is a frustrated lesbian, on edge since her toys haven’t satisfied her in months. Prove to Kara that a dick is better than sex toys! Reward: ???] "WTF??” **** Additional tags: Romance, Academy, Harem, R18, Lemons, Dragons, Smut, Gore, MILF, Yanderes (from weak to strong), Spirit, Fairies, Angel, Demons, Elves, Action, Netori. No Yuri/No NTR PS: The romance is a bit slow; I plan to develop the relationships thoroughly. The female leads won’t be treated like Pokémon. 100 PS: 1 bonus chapter 200 PS: 3 bonus chapters 300 PS: 5 bonus chapters.

Many women dream of reincarnating into a romance novel after they die, and for Zoe this is not the case. She finds herself cast as the obsidian-haired villainess, Violet Treece, in a shitty romance novel she read while she was alive. Her main goal is to live past the age of 19, unlike the book, and not to torment the saintly, beautiful flame-haired protagonist, Rose Remington, in the process. Though something unexpected happened when she got to the academy and got near Rose, SHE IS FORCED TO BE A VILLAINESS NEAR ROSE AGAINST HER WILL. Even though these villainess incidents occur, Rose knows something is wrong, and romantic feelings emerge between Rose and Violet. How can two women who can't be together fall in love? ***WARNING*** This story has a sexual assault scene that may be uncomfortable for some readers. The scene is marked with three rows of dotted lines before and after the scene and a reminder at the beginning of the chapter in question. Please read at your discretion.*** Author note: Of all my works, this is probably the darkest. These novels were created from the terror of my own nightmares, and this story was more 'canon' to my nightmare and less 'fan-fiction' of my nightmare. I hope the story I wrote as a part of my personal healing journey may help others with similar scars. ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***

**Book 2, though can be enjoyed without reading The Wilting Flowers first. Going into the book, know that Liz's soul is in Princess Vi, and Zoe has no recollection of her tragic life as Violet in the novel The Wilting Flowers. Princess Vi alludes to the first book only briefly and other than that it doesn't affect the story.** Zoe, after dying as Violet, goes into a state of Limbo with no recollection of her time as Violet, and according to her memories, she just died in an auto accident. She then goes to a strange world, Gaos, on a mission from a goddess for world peace. In this world, to use magic, one must utilize a specific feeling. However, feeling the opposite feeling could prove fatal. It doesn't take long for Zoe to find out that her biggest threat to her mission resides in the walls of the castle, where she quickly becomes the princess's concubine. The fate of the world, Gaos, rests on the shoulders of this imperfect woman, Zoe. Will she succumb to the pressure of the heavy role bestowed upon her? Read to find out! **WARNING** This story has a couple of sexual assault trigger scenes. There are warning messages at the beginning of those chapters, and dotted lines mark the beginning and end of the scenes. READ AT YOUR DISCRETION.*** ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***

This story told through the lens of Ariela (Ari) Romo, a duke's daughter who learns she has healing magic. She is excited for this news, but doesn't realize that because of this she will be put in a forced engagement with the crown prince to serve as his own personal med-kit... AT AGE 8! Ariela spends the rest of her childhood preparing to become the perfect queen by day and preparing her escape at night. She plans a fake kidnapping right before her coming-of-age ceremony to trick the crown prince into thinking she was actually kidnapped. Thus, giving her more time so she can run the way she desires with the help of the high priest. She sheds her long hair and wears a glamour ring, changing her hair color, disguised as a male priest named Ari, healing commoners who can't afford healthcare. She stumbles upon a beautiful, dark-skinned succubus early in her journey, and feelings emerge between the two. This beautiful, dark succubus turns out to be the demon princess, Lysara Nocturae, and she and Ari come to an agreement. Ari would escort her safely back to Patala, her homeland and Ari would heal her people as needed while offering Ari asylum from the crown prince. Their journey is anything but smooth sailing with many hurdles getting in their way. ***Warning: This story has a close-call sexual assault scene that may be uncomfortable for some readers. Read at your own discretion*** ***Feel free to reach out to me on Discord under the same pseudonym Tatt3d_Violet. I do request that there be no flirting in my DMs since I am very happily married. If you would like to talk lesbian smut or talk concept ideas about my works, my inbox is always open.***

In the 3,476th year of the Celestial Calendar, the Heavenly Emperor—whose divinity was rivaled only by his boredom—rewrote the Immortal Code of Gender Assignments during a particularly uneventful spring. According to Clause 89, Subsection Moonlight, Paragraph Absolutely-Not-Optional, any being born with an overwhelmingly high-yin spiritual constitution could only, by universal decree, be classified as female. It was simple. Efficient. Divine. Except… someone made a mistake. A mortal child was born deep within the darkest stretch of the Eternal Spirit Forest, surrounded by mist, mystery, and mushrooms that sang lullabies. He was bright-eyed, soft-voiced, high-yin… and very, very male. The thunder cracked the day he laughed. A white wolf howled. A snake offered him venom like warm milk. The trees whispered ancient songs. And the heavens? Well, they began preparing lightning bolts on standby—just in case someone down there got too clever and said something like: “Wait… is that a boy?” Boom. Thus began the most unusual cultivation tale in ten thousand realms. A tale of a child raised by beasts, mistaken for a goddess, blessed with yin that could stop hearts, and cursed with thunder that would smite anyone who dared question the Heavenly Code. This is the story of Xiulan. Or as the forest calls him: “Our beautiful, powerful, emotionally unstable daughter.” Or as heaven calls him: “ERROR 404: Gender Not Found.”

“Villains aren’t born, they’re made...blah...blah...” Cute quote. Stick it on your Tumblr header next to your anime pfp. You boys love your villain stories, don’t you? You want carnage. Chaos. Control. You want a dark throne, a cold smirk, and a woman kneeling at your feet begging for mercy. But you? You don’t want to lift a damn finger. You’ll cheer for the villain as he kills a god, but cry when he gets betrayed. You call it “plot armor” when the hero survives—but call it “art” when the villain does the impossible. You’re not fans of villains. You’re fetishists. You want the violence, but not the silence after it. You want domination, but not the burden of being hated. You want power, but only if the story forgives you for it. You don’t read these stories to understand evil. You read them because you think you're too good to win the normal way. “Villains don’t play fair.” Exactly. That’s why you love them. Because you wouldn’t last a day in a world where strength mattered and excuses didn’t. You don’t want a villain’s life. You want his results. You want to watch him burn the world for a woman. But you’d cry if a girl left you on read. So tell me— What exactly are you rooting for? At least unlike you, I support heroes—the ones with boobs. You know the type. Tits squeezed into latex, thighs tight in spandex, preaching virtue with cum-drunk eyes the moment they fall into my arms but always end up screaming my name instead. She flies above cities, saving lives like it’s her job. But at night? She crashes into my arms, trembling, moaning, clawing at my back like I’m the only real thing she’s ever touched. Her cape drops before her guard does. But I don't need to tear it off. She hands it over herself—bit by bit, kiss by kiss, lie by beautiful lie. You ever felt a heroine's breath hitch in your ear as she begs you to stop pretending you're the bad guy? Ever watched the symbol of hope ride you like you're the last man left after the world ended? That's not conquest. That’s devotion, baby. Unfiltered. Undeniable. And the irony? They fall the hardest. Because no villain ever tried to understand them. No hero ever dared to see past the shine and into the ache beneath. But I do. I whisper into the cracks of their perfection. I plant kisses where they hide their pain. I fuck them where they forget to wear their strength. And when they break—when their moans turn to prayers, when their strength melts into submission— That’s when I rise. I’m not just some brooding misfit out for revenge, or a misunderstood loner sitting around hoping for a shot at redemption. I’m not a villain. I’m the SUPERVILLAIN—the kind your heroines moan for when the cameras are off and the capes are crumpled on my floor. Chapter Updates: 2 chapters per day (unspecified until a fix update time is decided) Bonus Chapters: +2 Extra chapters (350+ coin gifts) +4 Extra chapters (1005+ coin gift) +6 Extra chapters (2005+ coin gift)