Annie managed to keep calm faced and quiet through a quarter of the meeting. She sat and listened as Dale laid out logistic and organizational missions to the living dead that sat around the table -- listening to them as they responded in turn. The people, the ghosts, the zombies, the revenants that Dale had brought to their headquarters in San Francisco, al...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan April 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story is...
This is the continuation of the first part of the story. Remember this is the truth. I am telling this in detail with Miranda still by my side. I have changed our last names so that we do not have to worry about being recognized. Let's pick up where we left off shall we? * I felt her squeeze down on my fingers as she came into my mouth. I smiled and gent...
Stephanie sat back down at her desk after another long day. Looking at the mounds of paperwork that await her weary eyes. Her voice was tired, and her body ached from her work managing the small factory. Playing back the day in her head slowly as always to make sure she did not forget anything of importance that needs to be done before leaving for the day....
"You work here?" I said. "Yeah," my cousin Raven responded. I looked back at Lillian, incredulously. She had the same look. "You're related?" Lillian questioned, tilting her head. "Yeah," I said. "Distantly, but still..." Raven added. "Raven... you are a waitress here, right? You don't strip?" I asked her. My phone vibrated. It was Daisy. It read......
What happened. Wet, stoned, naked, sore, and covered in the ooze of some thorough fucking. I am out-of-work poor and have been since the economy crashed in 2008. I worked as a welder in an assembly plant in Albuquerque and was one of the last to be laid off as the factory crashed. I did not weld for almost three months. But I drew a paycheck for a full fo...
The tension in the elevator was thick. The couple was standing facing the door, not touching each other. They didn't dare. There was only so much will power each of them had and right now, it had been tested to their limit. They had been invited to a friend's engagement party. It was held at an elite club called 'The Hell Club'. The moment they entered they...
Jenna knew there was something more to the LuvBot Factory than the bubblegum brightness of the "official tour". The pink guide bot with hearts for pupils gave her the creeps, and as a reporter, she could smell bullshit from a mile away... After sneaking away from the bizarre trip through the facade, she used her athletic build and a multitool to pop open a g...
I want to give moonlitclover and honeywldcat thanks for taking the time to edit this story, suggest improvements, and for their diligent efforts in correcting the niggling flaws that always seem to creep into my stories. Thank you both very much! * * * * * * * * * * * * Fresh out of college in 1961, I was a young bachelor, eager to see the world that many...
An LW story from a non-participant's viewpoint. Inspired by another LW storyline that was so distasteful that throwing on a subsequent chapter did not resolve it. Prevention is the best cure! ---------------- "Oh mom, you gotta be kidding me! I just started my job, so this is no time for me to be asking for some vacation off! I need my job to get through c...