Getting off on the right foot is always difficult. My first day with the young men who were to be my charges did not start so badly. Most of it was taken up with luggage and furniture shifting and just getting settled into rooms. I posted a notice for a house meeting and dinner that afternoon at 5:30 pm. I already planned to have pizzas delivered for our fir...
This is the story of how I came to be spirited away to a monstergirl village. It was a long, long journey over time, and with the gentle ministrations of a Dark Priestess, who saw it fit that I was taken as a boy to the monstergirl village and married me off to one of them. I'm now middle-aged, happily married with many children, and more humans and monste...
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THURSDAY Once again, Layla woke to the gentle brightness filtering through the semisheer curtains of this bedroom. At some point in the early morning slumber, Layla had taken one of the many pillows on the bed and wrapped her arms around it lovingly. Layla looked at it and imagined Selena coaxing herself out of Layla's sleepy grip with this feathery facsimi...
Personal Quote: "Where? Where else! Where no one else can see." Inspired Song: Evanescence // Fallen Age: 18 Gender: female Nationality: African American Himalayan Eye Color: like hazy or unclear mirrors; or dulled and silvered slate; kind of reflecting Skin Tone: mocha -- like coffee with cream Hair Color/Length: black, reaching to about her chin in...
Dear Reader This is my first post to literotica. I've had this fantasy in my head for some time. None of the people in this story are real, but obviously I take my cues from real life. It starts a little slow and this first chapter is not that juicy. If I get good feedback, I'll write down the next chapter, where things heat up a bit. I've got about 5 chapt...
Note ( The people and places in the story are real . The initial meeting with Robert, Vee and Sam really happened at the art exhibit, but the tryst is fantasy. It was just a canvas to try to paint Vee. Sam really does not want to hand over his wife to anybody, but if she ever went there he's going with her. PS: This is the first story I've ever tried to wr...
Chapter One "I should have brought a newspaper or a book or something." Nearly unpacked, having already survived her first class at the Savannah College of Art and Design in the old Barnard School building across the square, and feeling the itch to get back to her dolls, Ginny had eschewed the thought of fixing her own breakfast of burned toast and weak co...
As she pulled off the highway onto the exit ramp, her bladder shouting displeasure after six hours on the road, Chloe very firmly refused to think about why she was there. She coasted along the ramp, braking sharply as the rest stop came into view through the trees. There was a shaded section of parking not far from the building, obviously intended for thos...
The air was thick and hot as spiced honey, the sounds of the jungle ringing out through the dense, wide leaves that coated the forest floor. Above, the canopy nearly smothering the sun, birds singing in a chirping symphony, insects buzzing between the trees. One of the wide leaves was pushed aside, a woman stepping through. A human woman with pale skin and...