While Jane, possessed by the futa-succubus Lilith, writhes in a hot threesome with her fellow futa-succubus Lizette and Chloe, a futa-angel has arrived. Cecilia has a mission to stop the corruption from spreading. The angel appears before innocent Adelle, a nun teaching at Jane's college. While struggling with her lesbian desires, Adelle is overwhelmed by the beauty and majesty of the futa-angel. To fight evil, Adelle has to submit to Cecilia and be the futa-angel's bride! And Adelle is eager to submit and be taken hard for the first time by the futa-angel's heavenly passion!

Jane doesn't like being possessed by Lilith or being a futa-succubus. Though she has greatly enjoyed her extra bit throbbing beneath her skirt, she wants to go back to being a normal girl. Then she turns to an innocent nun for help. But Cathanne finds her lusts burning when she sees what lurks beneath Jane's skirt. Jane might not like being a futa, but she can't help herself. The innocent nun is too inviting. The nun is taken hard by the futa-succubus for the first time! But can Cathanne help Jane? Or will Lilith come out on top?

Jane has been cornered by her ex-boyfriend. He's not thrilled to learn that Jane, now a futa, is more hung than he is. But then Cecilia the futa-angel arrives to seek Jane's aid against Lilith, the futa-demon. Jane agrees to Cecilia's request, and the futa is taken hard by the by the futa-angel. But Jane is connected with her three lovers. They had shared such deep spiritual connection. Cathanne, a nun teaching her class, suddenly feels what Jane does. Experience being taken hard, she loses control of her desires while her classes watches on.

Jane is heartbroken. Her boyfriend, her college's hunky quarterback, was with another woman, a perky cheerleader. Racing back to her sorority, Jane cries in the bathroom. In a fit of desperate anger, she uses an ancient prayer to the goddess Ishtar. Only Lilith, the futa-succubus, answers her call. Jane submits to Lilith and is transformed, becoming a futa. Shocked by the extra bit, and unable to resist stroking herself, Jane finds her released just as her friend, Septima, enters the bathroom.

Miss Zoey has a secret she's desperate to keep. She's a nubile futa! Starting a new job as an ethics teacher at a private Catholic all-girls' college, she has to keep anyone from finding out. But when she catches two lesbian coeds being naughty, her futa-passion explodes. The naughty futa-teacher knows she can't do this, but she can't help enjoying herself as she watches. But when the lesbians catch the wicked futa, and see what she's hiding, Miss Zoey's secret is out.

My name is James, but my mom’s the only person that can call me that. To everyone else, I’m JD — a struggling artist, working my fingers to the bone for my shot with one of the big comic book companies. Oh, and I work nights, managing a dive called Judson’s Bar and Grill. I know: the dream life. Things were boring, disappointing, even. Until one fateful night when everything changed.

Humanity stands at the brink of extinction. Earth has been bombarded by forces beyond our understanding. In the aftermath, monsters roam the Earth while humanity is forced into a few small safe zones, but not all is lost. When the shadows fell, so too did hope. Progentitor rays birthed a new breed of humans, known as supers. Now those few are all that stands between mankind and death upon the claws and fangs of monsters.

The Demon Lord is dead. The System is broken. Somehow, Elias Hearthsong is neither of these things, despite being at the final battle of the Demon Wars. He is a Master Enchanter, perhaps the last one alive. Determined to keep a promise, he crosses the continent to protect his dead friend's legacy: a crumbling orphanage run by a beautiful kitsune. He isn't a teacher, nor does he have experience with children. But with the love of a few good women, anything can become possible.

No clothes. No memories. Dangerous monsters all around. I woke up with four beautiful women in a post-apocalyptic world where nothing is as it should be. We have no idea what happened, and there isn’t anyone around to ask.

Sebastian Frost’s most recent memory was waking up in a field naked, in a body that wasn’t his own, in a world that definitely wasn’t his own, and three stunning pointy-eared women staring right at him. He also remembered hair as white as starlight, eyes like amethysts, and the name Shalia. Fortunately, it was the right name to know. Shalia was the elves’ goddess, and that made him her herald.