My name is Viki. I'm a bit of a loner, which is hilarious because I come from a huge family. You ever feel alone in a crowded room? I think that's a song lyric. Anyway, a little more about me. I'm 18, short but stacked, as they say. I'm not model skinny, but my stomach's flat. I'm a 38D with hips to match. I have smooth, brown skin, curly dark red hair, gol...
This here is the story of Belle. A plain-faced, thick-bodied, wide-hipped, big-bottomed, blonde-haired, green-eyed, alabaster-skinned plumper from a small Iowa town. Belle had never been what anyone considered pretty. All her life, she'd been the fat chick who never gets to have any fun. The chubby loner. The lonely plumper. And many other fun euphemisms. On...
Hikari stood on the balcony of her modest one bedroom apartment. She over looked the town she worked in thinking about all she had seen in the Army. "To think all the places I been, the things I have seen, and places I have stayed and I am in a no name town in a one bedroom apartment," she thought to herself. She stood just watching traffic drinking a glass...
The wind had picked up; the night was cold with a steady rain that pelted the old shingles on the cottage. She drew her chair closer to the fire trying to seek its warmth. One of the many disadvantages of being old was that feeling of never being truly warm. The room was small but even so the oil lantern cast eerie shadows on the wall and she felt a shiver m...
Jimmy yawned as he roused from his casual slumber, stretching his arms and his legs the best he could in the cramped confines of the seat. He was so exhausted that his body and mind gave into sleep. Recently he had been working many late nights at the office putting in twelve hours or more each passing day, not to mention the long rides on the bus. The only...
While still in senior high school having just turned 18, I was hired by my next-door neighbour's to cut their grass during the summer months. Since it paid $2.50 a week – a lot of money in 1957 – I was glad to get the work. I was a skinny kid with a major case of shyness and acne and was a real loner. Mrs Hart (she kept trying to get me to call her Sheila),...
The guy was nervous and anxious at the same time. His appearance was one of a younger man, yet I knew that he was at least twenty-one years of age. How he had managed to keep his virginity for so long was a mystery. He was cute with the kind of features that if he kept fit, would only get better with age. About 6’2” he had beautiful sea blue eyes and his b...
Mark, before he was changed, had never had any problems with control. He wanted something, then he had it, even as a human. But, since his deal with Lucifer, that had gone out the window. He felt stronger, but his powers were unpredictable; he could try to do something with all his might, but it wouldn't happen, or he could do something, draw desire from som...
Anya's fingers moved, and a deep thrum began to emanate from the speakers. It was a low, raunchy resonance, laying down the foundation for what was to come. The rest of the band soon added their instruments, and the slow funk slickly filled the hall air. Now even the louder members of the audience were taken into a new stupor. A hush fell over them as Anya'...
Katsky Peckerheads and Trolls - flashing memories of a Blacksmith and Two-Backed Beasts - a Crystal Ball and a Mind-Fuck - Men of the War Wang - More Blues - fellating in the Knocked-up Bride - the Goddess of Burlesque (Hubba hubba) - Butterflies and Rhinos - the Kat Came Back - a Triumph of Lust. As the lovely, lusty agents of sexual carnage - that is to...