Author's Preface Greetings, fellow fappers. This is an old-school sci-fi story with a generous helping of mind control, and an overwhelming whiff of femdom. It's sci-fi, not erotica, certainly in terms of the percentage word-count. So you might get a little frustrated when scrolling through to find the sex parts. You're more likely in this story to lear...
I'm flat-chested. When I say "flat-chested," I don't just mean that I have small boobs. I mean I have no boobs. I found on the Internet a description of a girl like me. It said, "If she takes off her clothes, stands sideways, and sticks out her tongue, she looks like a zipper." That pretty well sums it up. I am seriously flat-chested. I could have told you...
*All character engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18, in case it's not obvious or mentioned. *This is a long story intended to span many chapters, please go back and read the previous chapters or else this won't make a lot of sense. If you are looking for a quick fix this probably won't be for you. This story gets violent and reads like a jumble...
Author's note: Hi all. This quite an opus. Not sure how pages it runs to, but I decided against writing and publishing it as separate chapters as I felt that it could disrupt the flo of the narration. The woman that this story is about is a real person, although most aspects of her personality and the story itself is complete and total fiction. If you read...
First I need to thank my very noble editor - Trixter. A guy who would go through the smut some stranger wrote in another country, more than once. You totally rock. And now for the tale: ***** The catastrophic swap - women are volcanoes. "We're not going." "We sure are." "We hardly know them." Rose critically scanned the countertop that her husb...
1. It took me two years to finish this story. But I couldn't let down creatures that "bump" in the night. 2. If you like The Darkly Stranger, or Marcy's Playground, or any other M. J. stories, please check out my author page for some new special information. 3. Strap in for an original, creative, mind-blowing ride. Here's everything you need: risk, lust, l...
The worst part of my job is the waiting. You have to be patient to be a detective since things cannot be rushed. Stakeouts are a classic example. Another example is waiting for somebody to come through your door to ask for your services. "Come through your door" is of course a metaphor for any manner of inquiries: website inquiries, email, text, Facebook, wh...
Please read the previous chapter before starting this one. This story follows an increasing number of characters; thus, to reduce confusion the reader will find a ‘list of the characters’ at the end of each chapter with approximate ages and how they ‘fit’ into the plot. Enjoy. The Stuff That Dreams Are Made of – Chapter 2 The three of us were late for w...
"We have been sssuppresssing all newsss of the losss of our forcesss in the Regulusss sssyssstem, jussst asss you ordered, your Imperial Majesssty," Grand Prelate Melkadian said, glancing up at the vast draconic behemoth with no small amount of apprehension. "The Imperial Information Bureau hasss kept all talk of the battle from newsss feedsss, and any queri...
Yes ladies and Gents, it has happened again. My adorable wife has gone into our iTunes folder and discovered one of my songs from the 80's that she (born in 85) doesn't remember ever hearing. The song is Your Love, which is, I believe, the only hit by the Outfield. So after her playing it a hundred times over the past few days it got stuck in my head and thi...