Sonia woke early this Saturday morning, not that she wanted to be awake early, but once again she had forgotten to turn the work alarm to silent. The sunlight streamed through the curtains, she kicked her feet under the quilt, tiny specks of dust glistened in the narrow beam of March sunlight. She imagined they were stars in the universe, and then closed her...
A note from the author: As someone who thinks about erotica for a large portion of his waking day, my biggest complaint on the subject is that in a lot of short stories the characters rarely earn the fuck the author describes in blow-by-blow detail. I'm all for anal fisting in the dirtiest bathroom in Scotland, I just want to feel some connection with the c...
*Editing magic performed by Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Can the scorpion ever stop being a scorpion?* {8:30 am, Monday, September 8th ~ Last day} [A ROOM FULL OF ASSISTANTS] Well ... there it was ... the office of the Executive Director to the President ... and not 'Executive Assistant' ... because this...
In these days of Viagra, and for those of you who lived through the changes in the sixties that brought with it the notion of free love, the research done by the professors of The Institute of Human Social Behaviour at Spalding in the late 1930s must look pretty tame. We did not discover a wonder drug that cured impotency, or proposed theories that encourage...
I am Princess Willow. I awaken on the morning of my nineteenth summer solstice and break my fast with fruit, bread, and a cup of wine. Nothing is expected of me today until the short ceremony that will install me on the throne as queen of our tribe. The second and equally important ceremony of the day will not take place until the sun sets. It will mark th...
***Chapter two introduces the Amazonians, all characters in this Chapter are above 18*** The Kingdom of Amazonia was never a true kingdom but more barbaric land where tribes formed and dissolved everyday. To the other kingdoms, Amazonia should have died out decades ago since the unisex futanari abominations could not reproduce, but every kingdom has it's...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *It is selfish to believe that your family will always love you. At some point you will be asked to earn it* ***** {7:35 am Sunday, September 7th ~ Last day} {Right where we left off} My rage over Aya wasn't called into question or challen...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Life exists in both seconds and years. Don't ignore one for the other. I would like to thank the phone operator and Chief of the Burnham, Illinois Police Department for answering my questions, despite their bizarre nature. ***** (Monday Night) I should have known to not hav...
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My name is Ahruanna Rubin. At least, that's what I go by in this lifetime. I am a professor of World History at Harkin College, a small private school located in the city of Weymouth, Massachusetts. I got hired by the school last year and it's been a blast, really. I love my job and I am thankful for every day that I have in this place. Most of all, I am tha...