By some miracle, I had set my alarm in my daze. I woke up and in spite of my numbness, managed to get into the bathroom. I gave myself the required enema for the day as I showered. It was unpleasant, but not having to hold it in, was a much less humiliating experience than last night. I carefully hid the enema kit under the sink so my mom wouldn't find it. I...
I highly recommend reading chapters 1-9 before beginning this chapter. While this chapter can be read as a stand alone story it is entirely dependent on the events of the earlier chapters. A writer thrives on your feedback. Please take a moment to vote and leave a comment if you feel so inclined. Your votes are greatly appreciated. I hope you enjoy my scribb...
Authors Notes: The events in this story take place in Pembrokshire, Wales, a part of the UK. The "caravans" referred to are static homes, or trailer homes (for our transatlantic cousins). Yes we Brits hire these things by the week to go on holiday (well some of us do). This is my first ever story. I hope at least some of you enjoy it. All constructive crit...
SS27: "And The Truth Shall Set You Free" *** Here then'd be SS #27—the latter of "Step-Mommie Dearest"'s two-part sequel (i.e., "Step-Mommie Dearest" Chapter 3, trying not to confuse anyone)—the actual erotic portion. Chapter 2 of this story (SS #26), the non-erotic part, was of course "A Date With Fate." If you haven't read that yet, you may wish to do...
This story is based on lesbian seduction, reluctance, coercion and blackmail. It is fantasy, for the enjoyment of people who like me take pleasure in such themes. But if this type of storyline is not for you, thank you for stopping by but please pass on. * ADRIANNA RETURNS HOME "Welcome back, Mrs. DuPont." Madeleine turned towards me as I entered the h...
The characters in the following story are my own, created for my story "The Adventures of Ultra Woman and Mega Girl." I thought it might be fun to take them out for a bit more fun. * "Damn, who could that be at this hour?" Abigail Stone thought as the phone by her bed rang mercilessly. Normally a phone call, even at this late hour, wouldn't have bothered...
Please note, all characters and events depicted are fictitious. All rights reserved. This is a longer story, with some build up. Comments welcomed, indeed encouraged. I'd like to think my writing is improving -- I hope you agree. The usual disclaimers about copyright, age appropriateness and state laws apply. * Samantha Jones plopped herself down on the...
SS29: "Give Me A Little More Credit Here—Costly Confusion" This is a sequel to my original long, long, looooooong non-erotic non-epic "Give Me A Little Credit Here." And so as the heading says, the full title of it is, "Give Me A Little More Credit Here: Costly Confusion." Luckily, this one is very erotic, and it's also kept to a (more) controlled length. A...
You talked, we listened! A number of people were quite vocal in saying how they did not like the direction this story was going. We have responded to all of those very thoughtful and well-intentioned criticisms. We hope that you think that the story is back on track. If you agree, please give us a favorable rating. This story is a continuation of I'm Datin...
Sophie closed her study book. The compulsory maths exam was the following day, but she couldn't possibly study anymore. Numbers were dancing before her eyes and diagrams had started to distort. She lay back on her large sofa-bed and sighed. You can do this. She told herself. You've got it. Just relax. She dragged herself from her comfortable position and...