Michael grumbled at the back of class. He hated this class and had no idea why he chose to take environmental studies. Actually, he was told that the reason to take this class was because it was an easy course and since his math and science courses were difficult and time consuming, he needed an elective that was easy. Michael tried to stretch out in his sea...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
How long had the Ganthorian Scientist Harpea stared at the wall waiting on the dimension hoppers to return? Her constant flickering inner eyelids ceased function. In her tired state even her telepathy fell silent. Having used it recently to monitor her crew members. For some reason their thoughts were gradually fading away. In silence Harpea nearly dozed off...
Tony squeezed the juice box and watched the amber liquid shoot out of the top of the straw that had been speared hastily through the foil covered hole on the box. The apple juice formed a beautiful arc as it fell quickly onto his daughter's sandy blond hair. "Dad! Geez! Now my hair's gonna be sticky all day," his 8-year old chided him. She was furiously run...
I guess it was naughty of me to be running around with such a short skirt on. It's really hot out though and I was just hanging out with my friends! Mr. Richards definitely didn't find it appropriate, which is why I'm in detention right now. "You know you're gonna keep getting in trouble dressing like that!" he barked. "I'm 18! I can wear what I want now....
The curtains on the window of our one-bedroom apartment were left a skewed. The sun poured in and blanketed us with warmth. Our naked bodies were entangled along with sheets and blankets. Everything about this moment was perfect. I trailed light kisses up her back, taking extra caution on the nape of her neck, my favorite place of all. I snuggled closer and...
This is an Expy fantasy Earth setting with Monstergirls, and these stories go somewhere around the northern Baltic area, just because its cold, forested and damp there. I am neither a slav nor a Baltic Ugaric person. I just wanted the rich green woods of those lands to host mamonos. And humans. And cue babymaking and young marriages and not so dark lewds. E...
The city of Maralon was well and truly alive and bustling with throngs of Humans peppered with Elves and Dwarves and even the odd half-Orc all milling thickly as they went about their day. Aran wove smoothly through the crowds, his keen senses guiding him through the masses as he made his way down one of the hundreds of cobblestone streets. His direction w...
It was one of those chores that you hoped would never happen. The changing of the seasons snuck up on us again, and the leaves on our apple orchard, if you can call 18 trees an orchard, had floated carelessly to the ground. And I had to rake them. Life just isn't fair sometimes. There were plenty of things a eighteen year old boy would rather be doing, but m...
Part 1 "Thanks Miss," a young woman accepted a sheet of paper from her hand and exited through the door at the back of the room, following the rest of the students out to break time. "Mr. Reign," she took a step back, instantly recognising him in his trilby and steampunk sunglasses. They had been chatting online for some time, and really got to know each o...