Mathew woke as Felicia struggled to stand up. Moving to help her stand made his legs cramp up. With a groan, he struggled to stand first. Then helped Felicia up. Hay and dirt stuck to her sides as she stood. White streaks of sweat stains marred her fine brown hair on her flanks. Her long blonde hair had several bits of hay in it. He had several bits of it st...
Sweet was an awfully pretty word, Miari thought, tilting her head in wonder as she stared, open-mouthed, at the pretty, bobbing cock in front of her. She licked her lips. Sweet was the prettiest word in the world. It was like birdsong. Like a sun shining through rain clouds. Sweet. Like a waterfall of sugar water casting pretty little rainbows all across t...
Epilogue "Are you alone my child? Would you like some company? I am here for you. I will always be here for you." She said in a soothing voice. "You are not alone. Never alone. I am here. Let me console you, let me warm you. There, there. I can make the pain go away. I will embrace you, I will wrap you in warmth and happiness, and you will never be sad aga...
[September 2019] Spencer resumed climbing the stairwell after taking a minute. He had been standing in the baby blue concrete corner pinching the bridge of his nose from stress. He couldn't find her today. Even after memorizing her routines and several frequented places over the past few weeks. This sudden disappearance had such a frantic panic effect on hi...
Almost a year later, and it's done. I won't even make any excuses or reasons for the delay. Just please go back and reacquaint yourself with the previous chapters before reading this final one. It is only fair to me, and to the work itself. I don't know if it will live up to the expectations one would expect from such a long delay, but I am happy to report t...
Author's Note: Warning: The following contains furry lesbian activity, if this is not to your liking, please simply skip those seems and try to enjoy the story. Also, I advise reading the first few chapters before this, particularly chapter 1. Thank you and I hope you enjoy. ***** Alexandra woke with a groan. Beside her, she heard Bell also waking up, mumb...
Hello everyone, Well here is chapter 12 at long last. I would like to thank Seth for his help with this chapter and continued support. I hope you all enjoy reading this chapter as much as I enjoyed writing it. Please leave your comments and send me feedback so that I know I'm heading in the right direction with this story. Thanks to everyone w...
All characters in this story are 18 and older. I would like to thank l8bloom for her editing of this piece. * Sarah didn't know what woke her up. She didn't know if it was the bright flash or the sound of the sky tearing. For a brief moment, she saw the time on her clock, midnight, and then the red digits went blank. Her heart pounded as she listened to t...
His feet pounded the sidewalk in a rhythmic almost frantic staccato. He had been pursuing her fading scent for what seemed like hours and he knew that soon the breakneck pace he had set would slow him, even the undead would eventually falter. He shot past the corner of an alleyway and there her scent hit him like a sledgehammer to the chest. The smell of her...
Loosely based on "The Memoirs of Fanny Hill by John Cleland" 1. Autumn Hertfordshire, North of London, 1833. The stagecoach rattled noisily over rough bridleways and through shady country lanes, cutting through the early morning mist. Jenny could hear the horse's leather harnesses jingling and their hooves thudding noisily against dry, compacted earth bak...