The following is the second part of a short story representing a letter sent by the author to an online friend with whom he has enjoyed a long relationship without any physical contact. He has always kept her informed of any offline recreational activities he enjoys and she has reciprocated in kind. This letter was written as a report of one such offline mee...
A Tale of The Far Shore that picks up right where I Wish For A... Life Changing Encounter ended with Jeanie now nominally a genie and just goes off the deep end as she finds out her powers are much harder to control than she expected, leading to all sorts of transformations. So if things like multi-limb, reality changes, time-travel, psyche changes, women ge...
Anthony first met Clarice in kindergarten. They were in instant accord with each other - total loathing on both sides. Clarice took his crayon. Anthony hit her with his colouring book. That was the start of an ongoing non-relationship, both avoiding the other at all costs. A decade and a half later and the antipathy was still there. Clarice had her own set...
The following story is how young Jason finding help in a doctor's office... "Jason, get the hell down stairs! It's time for your annual check up!" mother yelled. "Okay okay! I'm coming!" I yelled back. Literally I was. Imagine being 25 and living at home. Chances of you bringing a sexy girl back to your bed are 1 to 1,000,000. The most action I ever get...
Chapter 12: Satyress - Some Mythic Sex As a demon I'd been a total bitch, and quite literally heartless. The flight back helped to quench my inner furnace, and once I landed in front of our house, my wings simply disappeared. Only when I'd clopped around to the back yard did I realize it was actually still dark out -- not only did my night vision suck again...
Chapter 3: Fellatrix - Gimme Shelter It was for sure time to clear out, but some preparations were in order. I started by raiding the fridge. Eating with my new face-pussy was a bit messy, but worked well enough - provided neither tongue work nor chewing were required. That left little enough of Steve's meager larder to work with, but I tipped my head back...
"Gods damn it," the Queen of Form shouted in frustration. "Harder." In the mirror she'd placed on the far side of her four post bed, she could see the dark-haired hulk of a man standing behind her. He thrust himself forward with all the power he could muster, driving her body forward into the rumpled grey bedsheets. She looked back at him over her shoulder...
Making the fantasy sound real. Author's Note: I'm not a nurse or a lactation consultant. None of what I say should be construed as medical advice. The purpose of this essay is to use my breastfeeding experience to assist lactation fetish authors in discussing the sexy reality of the fetish. I've nursed three babies. I know what I'm talking about. It's im...
Josh was utterly bored. The shift at the bar couldn't be going much slower, and his tip total for the evening until then stood at a measly few bucks. The club was empty, a new DJ in the booth getting in some useful practice, only serving to annoy the entire bar staff. Josh wandered along the length of the bar, trying to look busy but his mind wandering to...
Chapter 2: Smilodon Tristanna sat in her small office tapping a pen on her notepad unconsciously. Her expression was one of sympathy and concentration, her head nodded from time to time in understanding at the plumb little lady sitting in front of her and telling endless complaints about her marriage drying out. Mrs. Watkins was what Doc Valentino labelle...