Jenna's hostess, for her very first visit to the establishment, was a Telarian who introduced herself as 'Pixa'. Telarians are a humanoid species, generally quite small in stature, but this particular female was almost as tall as Jenna herself. Completely bald, as with the rest of her race, her large eyes, with their characteristic bronze rings around the ir...
Bear with me, this is my first story and they are kind of long. Hope you enjoy! ***** A lazy August afternoon, I arose from a relaxing bath, and proceeded to the bedroom. My favorite nighty caressed my naked body as it fell a few inches above my knees. All alone, I returned to the family room, browsing through the channels, searching for any interesting mo...
(Special thanks to JohnnyRottencrotch for suggesting the scenario for this story.) This time last year, an archaeologist and her assistant arrived in the Chihuahuan Desert from the UK to research ancient Native American sites. For whatever reason, that assistant had returned. David rented a cheap, beat-up car and drove for what seemed like hours to the...
"I am somewhat dismayed by your poor performance, Lieutenant." said the Commander, "Do you have anything to say in explanation?" Polya knew that the truth would not be a worthwhile explanation. She had become friendly and too trusting with some of the inmates and that would sound like an expression of professional failure. She decided to offer some part-tru...
Charley and Lisa had headed to visit their best friend. It was a long cross-country trip—From Georgia to New Mexico, Clovis New Mexico to be exact. They couldn't believe that their best friend had gotten married straight out of high school and landed here. Here in the dust and the dirt. But then that's what happens when you marry a military man. Hillary and...
Author's note: This story is set in the universe created by 3D artist Dizzydills. While you don't need to read through his works to understand this story, it can help! Thanks to Bianca Rose and Borsten for editing this story. ***** Part I: Processing When Sylvia Summers arrived at the automated outpost, she could instantly see the problems that lay a...
You wake up in a daze, a blinding bright light shines right into your eyes. Struggling to adapt to the light, you try to shield your eyes from the light, but notice your hands are restrained. Instinct and panic make you try and jerk free, but your legs are restrained. You are trapped in a strange place. You are completely nude, with your head restrained so y...
My heart thumped as I sat in front of the desk. I was surprisingly nervous, but I'd decided to hide that fact. I sat back in the chair and crossed my legs. I could hear whispered voices. I was left to wait and wonder. I'd read the scenario and I touched the small silver key with curiosity. Suddenly there were purposeful footsteps and I sat up straight to w...
I advise we remove our uniforms "Well, I don't feel any different," Deanna confided, mentally swatting away earlier ideas she'd had about T'vor without her uniform. "If anything, I feel clearer headed and... I don't know." The team had stopped for the night on one of the larger mud islands, Wesley having made a fire more for morale than anything else. Th...
Middy was waiting. She'd spent her life waiting—waiting to be old enough, to earn enough, to get enough, to get out. She sat like a perpetually hopeful Linus in the Great Pumpkin Patch, waiting for something that would never come, hoping for the arrival of someone who would never appear, leaving her always, just...waiting. The field was dark, the air warm o...