A brief and twisted little fairy tale. * Author's Note If you are a regular reader of my work you will know that I am a big fan of slice-of-life stories as well as unorthodox princesses in anachronistic settings. Well, this tale has a bit of both. As usual, all characters are over the age of eighteen, and don't try this at home. Enjoy!Wax Philosophic *...
Isabel could not believe that she had to go to the dentist on her birthday. She should be going out with her friends, not sitting here in the dentist chair getting the last of her baby teeth surgically removed. They promised her that everyone would get together next weekend for a blow out bash but this still sucked. But here she was, counting backwards from...
Chapter 1 - Futanaristi the Trixter ------------------------- The chapter where Karly gets her magic cock from the fairy Futanaristi the Trixter. ***** Karly cries herself to sleep because she has feelings for her best friend and she's confused. She just wants to be a normal girl, but she's always been more attracted to girls, from way back when she was...
The river was a slice of mellow harmony amid the fragrant leaves. It flew like time, always onward, always toward its destiny. It ran through the forest, welcoming stray flora that came way. It was part of this place, integral to life. The river was always flowing, taking its willing passengers onward to the great ocean beyond. The river even tempted the ric...
Woman on woman force isn't normally thought about, it's a side-fetish at best, but that doesn't mean it doesn't happen. This is a collection of stories about exactly that, following a woman that is either a predator of other woman, or a target of one or more woman herself. Type of force don't really matter, the POV character must stay consistent, and may inv...
Pretty face After finishing those gummy bear pancakes that Terian made for dinner, it was now time for bed. Gummy bear pancakes for dinner? Well, Belinda never cared since Terian was as playful as ever. At nine o'clock at night, the atmosphere of their bedroom was filled with laughter and naughty groans as Belinda was trying to embarrass Terian. Terian de...
The last habitable cottage before you come to the lighthouse at Ardnamurchan, the most westerly point on the Scottish mainland if not the whole of the ancient island of Britain, used to nestle to the southern side of an old, square tower. This tower may have once been a fortified block-house, such as one sees throughout the wilder parts of Scotland, where cl...
A swim. I was really looking forward to a swim. The day was hot and sultry with no sign of a breeze, and the next cool change seemed to be days off. It had been a hot, steamy Sydney summer, the past month been made hotter and steamier for me because it had been the month of the gay and lesbian Mardi Gras. In March each year, the city throbs to a queer beat,...
Chapter Six: La Belle Dame Sans Merci After our concert date I didn't see Anjali again for almost two months. She was preparing for a conference in Italy, and I had a birthday party to organise. I've never really thought of John as my stepfather. To me, he was "Mum's boyfriend", and then later "Mum's husband" and "Cassie's dad", never my anything. That was...
Prologue Worried and not wanting to upset any of her step-sisters and her step-mother, Ella hurried out of her room from the dusty drafty attic given to her since her father's passing. Ella took each step with care as the boards creaked and shook under her weight. She stepped off onto the stone floor and into the corridor on the third floor and slowly walke...