This story is total fantasy and there is no underage involvement or cruelty. ***** That night I told my husband everything about my confession to Mrs Miller and what I would be allowed to do without committing any serious sins. I also told him about the suggestion that it would probably be acceptable for me to wear very small panties and have accidents wit...
You'd never prided yourself on being particularly perverted, but when she sauntered over you couldn't help but notice the way her hips moved. The skirt she wore didn't help either, her cheer-leading skirt that reached her mid-thigh and seemed to move higher upwards every time she took a step. When she reached you, she placed her slender hand on your shoulder...
Walking, walking is all you can think about as cold air continues nipping at your numb cheeks. Walking is something everyone has gotten used to, it doesn't grow old, it's the new way of transportation, it's the new way to get around. Walking is what lead you here, to the gates to a new civilization. Or rather an old one, turned new due to the conditions of o...
This is a short one and most of you are going to be angry I finished it where I did. It's told from the mind of a crazy person, but she doesn't know she's crazy. Good for a chuckle, hopefully. ____ "How old are you again, Susan? If you don't mind me asking." The doctor seemed confused with me being here. My mother had been the one who booked the appointme...
*authors note* feel free to add to this story In the modern age some would dismiss the notion of individuals having superpowers as comic book nonsense considering that science fiction is pure fantasy and thus creating a public image of ridiculousness. That's what our unsuspecting protagonists though as they stumbled upon objects of fantastical powers that gr...
You wake up on a bright sunny morning, the early morning sun pouring in through your window and illuminating your room. You wake with a start thinking you have slept through your alarm, but you quickly relax when you realise it is the weekend and that you have no need to be up early. You stretch, feeling the tensions of the nights sleep leave your body and y...
Just like Jeff I am a very smart person. Alright, not just like Jeff, but I am very smart. But just like Jeff that doesn't necessarily mean I'm going to think things through before I say them or rely on them. Jeff kept pressing to join my birthday drinking celebration. I kept refusing. I was driven by emotion. He limited his arguments to logic. "I recall...
Brian awoke and rubbed his eyes. It was the last Saturday before New Year. The time on the clock radio registered 9.27. Noticing that Anne's side of the bed was empty he remembered her muttering something during their bedtime pillow chat the previous evening about nipping into town early to take advantage of the sales. Knowing how much he hated shopping she'...
Melissa was hot. And she was sweaty. How was she supposed to sleep in these conditions? "Air conditioning" she thought, "is great, if it's working." Irritated, too uncomfortable to sleep, too restless to read a book or watch TV, she stewed, grumbling to herself. Two in the morning was a rotten time to be awake, she decided. She had to do something before s...
This is the kind of reader Homer would like to "know." ***** A pretty and obviously affluent forty-something woman in a spankingly short maternity dress approached a short dark man in the Homer Vargas wing of an erotica bookstore. "My God! I can't believe it," she exclaimed. "You are ...you must be ... Homer Vargas!" "Now why would you say that?" the man...