Haunted Mansion
Story by psy1123eu
Hello - sorry about my previous story start (bit off more than I could chew - maybe Ill return to it one day)
Here is a story that draws a LOT of inspiration from Ed Miller's Haunted House. His story was based on male-to-female body modification and age regression with large cocks, huge tits, and general sluttiness. Most of his works are inspiring, and also the best written on the subject.
Here is my futa tribute to the same. (first chapter there is no sex, but there WILL be!) Eventually there will be f/m, f/f, h/f, h/m, and every other combination and lesser sex act (h=herm or futa) - but no male interacting with futa penises other than unintentional (Im not homophobic, but it does not do anything for me). Also no extreme stuff - water sports, scat, snuff, ect... and probably no anal... To lessen expectations, futa is not the driving force of the story...
and please, give Ed Miller props if you find him, and if interested his stories are not hard to find on Google... (hint - try 'Ed Miller tg stories', or if lazy look him up on overflowingbra.com, bearchive.com, or search for 'cup chili ultra stories')
Thank you!
Chapter 1: Back Story
Haunted Mansion
By Psy1123eu@yahoo.com
All usual age warnings and restrictions apply â if pornographic literature is illegal for you to read, donât.
Special Thanks to Ed Miller and his body modification story Haunted House, which this is heavily inspired by (honesty, the basic premise and story â 99% copied, characters and individual scenes are my own). I claim no monetary interest in this story, but if Ed Miller protests this work being released, I shall do my part in shutting down any posting in which I have control.
Chapter 1:
âWhy are we walking up here?â Brandon whined, as the six teens scampered up the steep stone steps that led up to the decrepit old mansion that lay on the edge of town.
Brittany turned back to him, pivoting, like the cheerleader she was, on one foot. âBecause of all the rumors that itâs haunted, god, why else. Brad, talk to your brother.â Spinning back around, Brandon thought he could see her panties as her pleated skirt swirled. She skipped a couple steps and caught up with her best friend, Ginger.
Brandon ogled both of the senior cheerleaders. Brittany, his older brotherâs girlfriend, was the head cheerleader, and a snotty one at that. But, the 5â5 blonde with the porcelain skin had a decent rack and a perfect body. He bet she barely even needed to work out to keep those abs and small tight ass. Her perfect face with