Meryls Island Adventures

Ok please note, this is a fanfiction based on the dmitrys characters Meryl, and her sexual life leading up to her mothering days. I know my grammer sucks and my punctuation is horrendous. But just bear with me. I've got other chapters for some other stories. If you have any questions feel free to post them. Also note that the tags are for future chapters as this one is just the introduction for the main chapters which I will post as I finish them. Leave a comment on how I can improve on it, or if you thought it was good. Thanks for reading.

Tags: Anal, Pregnant, Fantasy, Rape, Bondage, Futa on Male, Futa On Female, Futa on Futa, Masturbation, Incest (I've got a something planned for this tag).

That's all I can recall for now.

I've got rough drafts for all of the chapters but hopefully I can post a chapter a week.

Meryls Island_Adventures

Chapter 0 - Acceptance

My whole life I’ve been different. I’ve been tormented for my deformity for as long as I can remember. I bet my parents are using this whole “specialist” crap to get me away from them. Bastards!

Meryl packed her bags as fast and as aggressively as she could. It was only a couple hours ago that she’d even heard about her new “vacation” as her parents called it. Her parents had only at first hinted she should go somewhere overseas for her summer vacation, before Meryl had flipped and stormed into the bathroom where she argued with her parents non-stop for over an hour.

A gentle knock on her door brought Meryls furious packing to a halt.

“What do you want?” she spat.

“Look Meryl,” Joanne began, “you’re not going to go away forever. All we want is for you to go see this specialist. They might be able to cure you!”

“Cure me!?” she screamed. “Why do I need to be cured? What’s wrong with me?”

Words were not enough to express her anger at that particular moment. A wide spectrum of emotions hit Meryl, as she realized that her mother had gone along with the plan.

“Sweetheart, listen,” her mother began. “We only want you to be normal. We want you to be able to walk down the street and not feel ashamed of your body. You know that both your father and I love you. Don’t misunderstand, It’s not for a long time. It’s only for a couple of months. And before you know It you‘ll be back home.”

Meryl was still in utter disbelief. Her mother knew she was suffering. Often times Meryl had come home from school on the verge of tears, but she’d always thought she had masked it perfectly.

“Mom,” Meryl whispered, “I’ve never been on my own. How will I survive? And more importantly how will I know if I’m in the right place?”

It was true that the now seventeen year old girl had never been on her own for more than a couple hours. But it only recently hit her that she would be in an unfamiliar area. But, now that she thought about it, the idea excited her. This woul