I've had a lot of jobs in my life. Unfortunately, I've bounced around, never really finding something long-term, or something I'd call a career. I did, however, have a very long stay at this one warehouse position. I was for more than a few years, which outdid anything I've had before and since. This place was enormous, and there were hundreds of people empl...
Year Eight It began as a tingle, tentative and uncertain. Nothing definite and never quite detectable. It was a thought given flesh, a misgiving, something Seven had forgotten to remember. She tried to ignore it. But she wanted to remember it. She wanted the satisfaction of clenching the thought, identifying the sensation, even as a part of her warned agai...
(feel free to add to the story if you like) Your name is John Doe you are 18 years old, 5'11 spiky white hair and red eyes. You wearing sunglasses to cover your eyes, you also have a weird birthmark on your right arm. All you can remember from your childhood is a few people, and a pair of red eyes with evil shining in them. You are on your way to the Hidden...
Notes; Based on the twine game byArmyofRobots found here: https://www.tfgamessite.com/?module=viewgame & id=1337 (without spaces, formatting messes up for some reason) or https://f95zone.com/threads/invasive-species-v0-9-4-armyofrobots.4341/ This alternate and extensively changed version is posted with permission from the creators. The original was abo...
Gods, there was nothing soft about this world, least of all the ground. When John came to, his whole body ached. His jaw felt off center and there was blood matted to the side of his head. What'd happened? He closed his eyes- they weren't doing him much good at the moment anyways -and tried to remember. He'd opened the puzzle box. Why? That was between him a...
Saints Cross Academy is the premiere college preparatory boarding school for the residents of Saint Miller's Crossing for ages (18-20). This schools primary focus is to preparer the newly of age for the rigors of young adulthood. Located a few miles out of Saint Miller's Crossing adjacent to the Federally protected forest lands in the west of town atop of Cr...
Please add to this story if you want to. I will add whenever I have inspiration. Thanks. EDIT: This story takes place in an alternate universe in 2020 and therefore all main characters are 18 years or older. You are John Smith. You have just received an email from Pornstar Services congratulating you on winning a date with a pornstar. The email reads: Dear J...
In an alternate reality, you are the better half of the celebrity/model of your choice, live out your most desired fantasies with various celebrities/models/famous personalities and show what’s your most desired everyday life life with them, will it be a life full of surprises? Or just a life of pure fucking each other senseless in the most perverted ways yo...
Professionally Dominant, personally submissive The alternate titles: The title above represents the most succinct description for this article, but there is far more to this than the title suggests. This has been posted to reviews and essays for good reason; this is not about sex per se. Neither is it about dominance/submission as a fetish, lifestyle...
It was hot. Not your average hot. I'm talking the kind of hot that you only get when you're below sea level, summertime, 100% humidity, New Orleans hot. The air is thick, the breeze is slow and you feel like your clothes are melting right off of your body. But for some reason, it draws you in. The smell of jasmine and crawfish, the electric energy, the faint...