It's late, but not a long walk to your apartment. It's not a familiar part of town to you, but the GPS has yet to steer you wrong, and it's still moderately light out, in spite of the hour. A left turn here, crossing the street, and then it should just be a few more blocks until you're home and able to kick back and relax. You're dressed in normal attire, a...
Chapter 1: Attack of the Catgirl. Erin could not have foreseen how her day would end nor how her life would change so drastically. It was Friday night and she was letting her hair down, metaphorically at the Club. The Yard was a New York fetish club catering mostly to the S&M and Goth crowds, though they did occasionally have a swingers night about once a m...
Cheerleading practice was over. Janet and Bianca waited in the locker rooms until everyone else left. They had flirted with each other during the last few weeks, hesitant about taking the first step. When they did, there was no stopping them. Janet looked out the door, making sure they were alone... "I thought they would never leave," Janet said. Bianca lo...
Betty lay in the warm water, eyes closed, working her pussy to the sounds of Beethoven's Symphony No. 6 (the Pastoral, her favorite after "The Faun" ). Her fingers slid in and out, tickling her clit, bringing her to climax. Her juices mingled with the scented water. The scent of perfumed soap filled the room and blended with the aromas from the garden. Bet...
"Super Shark Versus Alien T-Rex, that's the title of the frigging movie?" Zulai Basayev said, aghast. The Chechen-born actress resisted the urge to grab her agent by the neck, and sighed deeply. The agent in question, a mustachioed, bald-headed little man named Nikolai, seemed unusually happy as he presented her with a copy of the script, courtesy of Directo...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. Allie Green fancied herself to be a pretty good, not to mention artistic, photographer. Throughout high school, she would take pictures of herself and her friends at parties, like most teenage girls, but she'd also just wander around her town, taking more composed, artistic photos...
(c) 2010 Paul B. Garland and Kali Arya * Jenny's night had been an ordinary one. As normal as the day that preceded it. The alarm had gone off, like it was set to do. And her daughter had got up and gone to school, like she always did. The sun moved across the sky as Jenny's day walked it's usual path, until her daughter came home, they ate together, then...
For ages now, humanity has stood strong against the Monster Girls, and has managed to avoid becoming their foot-sniffing slaves. However, the Demon Queen of the Monster Girls has come up with a plan to crush humanity's resistance to her. She has created Six Monster Queens of Stink, and has sent them out into the world to enslave as many humans as they can. T...
World War T is a series of independent, vaguely interconnected stories about different tentacle monsters invading Earth, very much an erotic homage to World War Z. These very short stories do not need to be read sequentially. Thanks to Tara Cox (organizer) and Rachel Sprite (muse) for their encouragement to participate in the Survival Revival Challenge - a...
"Did you get the incubator?" Sophia asked. "It's right here!" Ava was holding the device. "I'm all set." "Good luck out there!" Sophia said, without turning away from her computer. Ava walked out of the door into her ship, and set course to the alien planet. The girl was a young biologist working to take care of endangered species. Her boss, Sophia, sent...