Name: Vanessa Huggins
Sex: Female
Species:cat
Age: 30
Eyes: grey
Fur: light brown with brunette hair down to her upper back
Height: 7'8 ft
Weight: 900 pounds
Nationality: American
Alignment: Face
Wrestling Information
Strategy: She like her last name implies "likes to hug" she grapples and never lets go
Style: changes between cute and saucy
Preferred Attacks: she pushes the opponent into her stomach and breasts and squishes as hard as she can giving a "cat hug" as she calls it
Endurance:★★★★★★★
Strength:★★★
Speed:★
Defense:★★★★
Techn
Name: Vanessa Huggins
Sex: Female
Species:cat
Age: 30
Eyes: grey
Fur: light brown with brunette hair down to her upper back
Height: 7'8 ft
Weight: 900 pounds
Nationality: American
Alignment: Face
Wrestling Information
Strategy: She like her last name implies "likes to hug" she grapples and never lets go
Style: changes between cute and saucy
Preferred Attacks: she pushes the opponent into her stomach and breasts and squishes as hard as she can giving a "cat hug" as she calls it
Endurance:★★★★★★★
Strength:★★★
Speed:★
Defense:★★★★
Techn
Sibling Favors 2: Laundry Cleaning Service by Awkwardnot, literature
Literature
Sibling Favors 2: Laundry Cleaning Service
Warning: story contains foot fetish, sweat, dirty socks, general femdom/grossdom, and of course facesitting Enjoy! “You know what, you can go first.” Jacelyn slid off his stomach and handed Justin over to Bella, choosing to hold her turn for the time being. “Really? Wow, thanks! Are you sure though? I was thinking we could rock-paper-scissors over it or something just to make it fair,” Bella suggested. She was plenty happy to get her own turn but didn’t want to take too much away from Jacelyn and put her last in the lineup. “Eh, I’m sure, don’t even worry about it,” she reassured her as she took a seat on the bench behind Justin’s head, teasingly squeezing him with the insides of her thighs. The heat that radiated from her skin did well to match the cherry red color that blushed across his cheeks as he fought the internal desire to nuzzle himself against them. Her thighs were plush and soft, something he’d kill to wear like earmuffs on any other given day of the week.
Adopted Sister Part 1 by FacesittingStories, literature
Literature
Adopted Sister Part 1
Contains: noncon, facesitting, smother, ass sniffing F/M New series! Don’t worry Bully Part 8 will be out soonish. Let me know what you think about this one in the comments! “Please order something for dinner” my little sister Reese whines at me, giving me her best puppy dog eyes as she looks down at me while I lay on my bed trying to play some video games unable to as she is standing in the way. “Why can’t you pay? I pay for stuff all the time.” “I’m saving up for uni and can’t afford it” The bratty, whiny tone of her voice annoys me so much. “You can’t just flash your eyes and smile at everyone and get what you want sis.” I’m not really sure why I’m being so stubborn on this. I knew we have to order something. Annoying Reese the spoiled little brat is just fun. Reese is my adopted sister. My parents adopted her when she was just 2 and I was 6. I’m now 22 and she just recently turned 18 and has just started her final year of high school. I’ve always tried to treat Reese like my biological sister, but I’ve always been a bit bitter. Reese has always done everything better than me and is extremely spoiled by my parents. She is much smart, more popular and a better athlete then I am. She got accepted into a very high end university for next year, while I failed to get into any college. I told everyone I was just trying to figure out what I wanted to do, but the reality is I didn’t have the grades to get in anywhere, so four years later I’m just working as manual labour on a construction site. “Come on I’m so hungry! Order something” Reese continues her whining. Reese is the literal definition of spoiled, entitled and brat. Her bright blonde hair is in two separate braids on either side of her head, her greenish blue eyes look down at me still trying to convince me with her puppy dog eyes, her face has no signs of pimples or anything like that. It looks as smooth as a pond that hasn’t been disturbed. She is currently wearing just a black lululemon sports bra that covers her pretty flat chest. She has boobs but they aren’t overly large. Still enough to catch your eye when she is only wearing a bra tho. Stomach is very tanned and the light in my bedroom bounced off her silver belly button piercing. Her bottoms were just a pair of black leggings. Reese didn’t have very much body fat but I bet every bit of it found it’s way into her ass. It isn’t overly large, but it does turn heads when she walks in public or at school. It is a very athletic looking ass. I don’t know if it is because she is adopted but my parents always make her feel like the favourite. She got her way no matter what and it has been like that for years. Even on my birthdays we had to eat somewhere Reese liked. If I wanted to do something we’d only do it if Reese wanted to do it too. My entire childhood was like this. This year on our birthdays our parents bought Reese over $500 worth of leggings and clothing from lululemon while all I got for mine is a case of beer and a few pairs of socks. I spent most of my days locked in my room playing video games to avoid being bossed around by my sister. If I refused to do something she asked I got in trouble no matter how absurd the request was. Because of this I disliked my younger sister very much and talked to my parents as little as possible. Of course none of this is really Reese’s fault. She was raised thinking she deserved whatever she wanted and the whole world would just give it to her. I honestly couldn’t wait until the day reality hit her. “Reese you’re going to have to learn you don’t get everything you want all the time. If you want dinner you can pay for it or make it yourself.” I’m putting my foot down. Someone had to try and teach this little brat a lesson. “Buy me food!” Reese whines in her high pitch girly voice that makes you want to rip your own ears off. “Why don’t you to ask your real parents to pay for it?” I snap and then immediately regret it. I can immediately see the hurt I caused as Reese’s eyes start to tear up. It has been along time since I said something about her biological parents. I used to say it a lot when I was younger due to how bitter I was towards her, but haven’t in years. “I’m so sorry Reese. I didn’t me-“ “Fuck you!” Reese turns and storms out of my room, slamming the door behind her so hard papers on my desk go flying. I sigh and feel like shit. Despite her being a whiny little brat, she actually is a great sister and she definitely didn’t deserve that. I figured I’d give her a bit to cool down before going an apologizing. Thankfully we were okay on day 1 of our parents week long vacation, so I didn’t have to worry about them coming home and yelling at me. I continue to play my game and about 45 minutes later I hear the front door open, a brief conversation and then the door closes again. Reese must have ordered food. I’m pretty hungry myself but decide it better to not go and try to steal some from her. Didn’t want to poke the bear. About 20 or so minutes after the food got delivered Reese enters my room again still wearing the same outfit as earlier. I pause my game and sit up. “Hey Reese I’m really sorry for what I said. You don’t-“ I get cut off as Reese puts her hands on my shoulders and pushes me back down onto my back. I wasn’t expecting it and embarrassingly get pushed over by the skinny high school cheer leader. “Hey what the-“ I’m cutting off again as Reese jumps up on my bed standing on it as she looks down at me grinning evilly. She then leaves her feet and her full weight lands right on my stomach forcing all the air out of my body as I gasp for air unable to even speak as I try to fill my lungs with oxygen. Reese is pretty slim but anybodies full weight crashing down on your stomach is enough to severely wind you. I gasp and look up in shock as Reese turns around so she is facing my legs and TV. My legs are dangling awkwardly off the bed useless in resisting my sister. As she turns Reese slams her ass down on my chest, making all the gasping I did useless as she winds me again. As I gasp for air again and try to comprehend what is going on Reese grabs my right arm and ticks it into the back of her knee. She starts pulling at the left arm and I start resisting and try to pull it back. I’ve managed to get enough air and gotten over the initial shock of being attacked by my own little sister. Unfortunately despite her smaller size, Reese is still much more of an athlete then I am and with her added advantage of having two hands free and all the leverage she manages to pin my second arm between her thigh and calf. “Reese what the fuck are you doing?! Let me go! I’m sorry!” I scream as I try to yank my arms free and find that they are well and truly stuck. The more a tug the bigger Reese’s smile gets and the worse my anxiety and fear increases. I finally stop struggling and just lay back, looking up at my sister’s legging cladded ass as she sits on my chest. “You done? Can’t escape baby sister?” Reese asks in a very smug voice. I blush and weakly pull at my arms again, while my legs kick aimlessly in the air as I try to find something I can get leverage off of. “I think it is time I show you your place. Mom and dad already know I’m a princess. Time you start treating me like one” Reese smirks as I glare at her. “You’re such a br-“ I get cut off as Reese moves back and takes a seat on my face. My nose pushes her black leggings into her crack as she settles down. My nose is shoved up her ass and my mouth is sealed shut under her crotch. I try to breathe and find I can’t. I then try to turn my head to the side and can’t do that either. I feel Reese’s bare feet on the back of my head, holding me in place. “Mmmmmmmphhhh” I try to scream into her ass as I start to panic and pull at my arms as my feet dangle off the bed. I’m completely trapped and can’t breathe at all. “Awwww you really can’t lift me even an inch. That’s all you need. You’re so weak” Reese giggles and wiggles her ass against my face causing my to blush. I can’t believe what is happening to me. How is my sister keeping me down. “I’m not even that heavy. All the girls at school throw me up for cheer like it is nothing. You seriously can’t move me an inch?” The smug tone of her voice makes me that much more embarrassed and pissed. It probably been about 30 seconds since Reese has cut off my air and I’m really starting it panic now as my body urges me to give it oxygen. I start weakly tapping my fingers against my sister’s thighs as I try to tell her I give and I need air. Reese however doesn’t seem to notice or care that her brother is suffocating under her ass. I start to feel light headed and start to black out when Reese leans forward a fraction of an inch, just barely exposing my nose. I start to greedily huff down some air before realizing I’m literally sniffing her ass. The smell is earthy and sweaty as I try to free my nose from her crack so I can get some fresh air. “All done. Good” Reese shifts her weight and I’m once again trapped unable to breathe. I’m a little more prepared this time and don’t panic right away, saving my energy for when I need it. Unfortunately for me, the body is use to breathing every few seconds and only 10 seconds pass into this smothering and I already feel panic and fear. I start to tap my fingers on her thighs hoping for mercy as Reese just ignores me like I’m a piece of furniture. I’m left to look up her back, at her long blonde hair as her ass keeps me from getting any sort of air. It has been over 30 seconds again and my panic has picked up considerably as I try my best to free any part of my arms or face. To my annoyance I can’t make my younger sister budge at all and she just looks over her shoulder and smiles at me. “You want to breathe?” I try my best to nod my head yes to her question. “Are you going to apologize?” I nod my head again. I was ready to apologize once she walked in. Reese lifts up and I gasp down as much booty scented air as I possibly can trying to ignore the fact that I’m literally sniffing her ass. “I’m so sorry Reese, I shouldn’t have said that. You deserve better” I say after I get some air. “Good boy, now give my ass a kiss so I know you truly mean it” I glare up at her, the smug smile on her face making it all that much more embarrassing. “Im not going to do that Reese. I apologized now it is your turn to get off” “Oh you’re not going to kiss it. Then I guess I’ll have to smother you a bit more” Reese winks and settles back down wiggling her ass side to side to add to the humiliation as my air is once again cut off. Reese smothers me much longer this time, I tap repeatedly at the 30 second mark. My lungs are burning and I genuinely fear for my safety. I know Reese wouldn’t kill me, but she could definitely accidentally cause permanent damage. My muscles and lungs feel like they are on fire as I fight for all I’m worth trying to break free, while Reese to my annoyance just causally scrolls on her phone, completely ignoring my struggles. Reese smothers me for about a minute and then lift up, my lungs fill once again with the earthly musky smell of her ass. “Please Reese I’m sorry, I take take anymore.” I gasp out hoping my sister will have mercy. “All you have to do is give one of my cheeks a little kiss. It will just be between You, me and my ass” she winks at me. “Please I’m not kissing your ass” I say and immediately regret it as Reese sits back down. “Fine enjoy not breathing again” Reese just shrugs her shoulders as she wiggles her ass again to really rub it in. The smothering continues, first for another minute, then 45 seconds, 50 seconds, 30 seconds, 16, 46, 57, etc. Reese makes sure to keep it as random as possible so I never know when I’ll be getting my next break. I use the term break loosely since it consists of more teasing while I sniff my little sister’s ass. Finally after about a minute 20 without air I give in. “You win, I’ll kiss your ass” I say while gasping for air. “Good, but since you took so long to give in you must kiss my ass 30 times now. 10 on each cheek and then 10 right in the middle” Reese looks at me as if she is daring me to resist her. My body and lungs are so sore, and I have a massive headache from the constant pressure on my head that I know I have to obey her. I swallow my pride and pucker my lips, I plant 10 kisses on her left cheek, blushing redder than a tomato before moving to her right cheek. I feel so pathetic as Reese just watches her smirk getting bigger with each kiss. I hesitate for a second as I get to her crack and Reese shakes her ass threateningly and I kiss it, ten times right over her crack as I fight back tears. “Thats a good boy” Reese messes with my hair and then sits back down. “A few more rounds like that and you’ll be all free” she giggles as a few small tears run down my cheek.
I think i was a little too hopeful with my last due date. I'm still working on the story, but my boss recently went on vacation which means less days off and more work time. more money but less time. I'm trying to find the time to work on it but i think a progress bar might help. i'm not going to set a date of when it should be done because if I do I will surely miss it
heads or tails: 35%
collaboration with Toby: 10%
bullies!! :5%
untitled WHAMW story about Bella :1%
So I'm back! lots have happened, marriage, mistresses and chastity cages! I won't cover everything here as its to early, and Id rather work on the rough draft to my new story, Maybe If i'm lucky enough I could have the first part up by the end of the week. I'm going to be trying a different style then "I'm going to try to write it all right this second and if it doesn't work then I can't do it" style.
And to be honest I'm not sure with my schedule if I'll be able to jump back into this but I'll be sure as hell trying. What I hope to accomplish is bring a array of random stuff, from Whamw Wrestling to giantesses, to real life femdom stuff lik
" oh sure" I tell myself " I may of found a job rather quick but I'll have time and be in the mood to start up a new story!" "OH really!?" says 40 hour work week at that DAMN job.
My first days off are Wensday and Thursday, and depending on how i'm feeling then I might work on it and try to get it done before thursday, that is if i'm feeling
1. up to it
2. don't have more unpacking to do
3. the internet decides to hold. like for now for instance
4. I'm not in bed all day face down trying to smother myself into a coma x.x
but hey. look at all these journal updates! attt leeassttt your getting themmm rightttt? riigghhhtttt?
off to sleep