The enormous Gateway station lay in a low Earth orbit. One of the primary hubs for the shipment of both freight and personnel between the planet and all of the colonies spread across the solar system, it was a mass of residential blocks, vast cargo bays, and docking ports. A mission was scheduled to depart from here today to rush replacement parts, food st...
As a way of explanation regarding this story, I want the reader to know immediately that while there are some real facts used about our present day space program and the Space Shuttle, I quantified them regarding a futuristic space program and the Space Shuttle, including the engines needed to get its far greater mass off the launch pad and into orbit around...
This is a collaborative story collection. Additions by other authors are welcome. Think Flash Gordon, Barbarella, Barsoom, or the covers of dozens of cheesy pulp magazines. It's space opera with lasers and lesbians and spaceships and space-monsters and most of all super-powered super-hot women in scanty clothing. Readers, please comment. Not just about whet...
Awakening in a bed, slightly softer than you remember, there is no doubt in your mind that what you experienced in the night wasn't just a dream. At least part of your wish was granted because where you once had the plain chest of an man you now had a beautiful pair of breasts. Excitedly you grab the tablet next to your bed and search for "Human reprodu...
Copyright 2006, 2020, Lisa Summers Chapter 1 "Oxygen recirculation systems - go," Sam said. I glanced at her - had there been hesitation in that response? "You sure?" I asked. "Yes...I did say 'go,'" she responded, maybe a little irked. Her vaguely almond-shaped violet eyes flashed at me, though her naturally blonde hair indicated her mixed ancestry....
In the end, it was the closet space that decided things. Strange, perhaps, that such a momentous decision (or what turned out to be such a momentous decision) was made entirely on the basis of closet space, but history is full of big moments that hinged on small choices. And both Erin and Janice wanted a lot of closet space. They were sitting in a Chinese...
I arrived home late from work and sat down pretending not to notice her but as usual it's so hard not to glance at her. She is in the classic position, looking down kneeling, naked with her hands upturned on her thighs in the centre of the room and she is smiling. That smile warmed my heart because I know she still loves me and wants me to be her Domme. Besi...
When I wrote A Space Oddity I intended it to be a one-off. However, a number of readers dropped heavy hints that they'd like to see more of my bunch of peculiar characters and even more peculiar plot (a cross between old-fashioned space opera and not quite so old-fashioned spy stories). So eventually I succumbed (even to the extent of sticking a serious stor...
Several days after the non-consensual sex with Brandon, Camille stood outside of the pale green building with brown trim near the waterfront and wondered if she should have called first. Against her better judgment, she rang the buzzer. There was no answer so she rang it again and then once again. When Maxine Turner finally answered the door she was pleasant...
It was a hot July summer day and all of us girls were restless after work. So a bunch of us gathered up to go to the beach. We wanted to play in the sun, sand, and water. Of course the option to hook with some hotties was always part of the appeal. Once we made it to the beach we ran to the showers to change out of our maid uniforms. So there we were all in...