My name is Anthony Blake. A big and tall Black man living in the United States of America. Boston is the city I call home. I've lived there ever since I graduated from Brockton Community High School in 2000. Massachusetts is like no place on the planet Earth. Yet even this venerable state isn't free from the influence of those men and women I label the hat...
Good Evening, Baby. I hope you don't mind being called baby. I makes me feel warm and close, as if we were laying in bed and I was curled up around you and breathing in your ear. My pussy would be snuggled against your hip and the hot wetness of my gentle pushing would soon turn to a torrent under your tongue. Oh yesssss. I had a great time, while I was at...
You come to consciousness on a Saturday morning in spring. As one usually does, you expect to feel your silk sheets caressing your bare form, but on this particular Saturday morning, you’ve woken up in your rooftop garden. Beautiful carnations, tulips, and roses surround you and you feel a bed of short grass pressing against your back. Sunlight filters throu...
Megan woke up on her 18th birthday, excited about the day ahead. She got out of bed and looked in the mirror. Megan was an attractive redhead with a great body, but she never saw herself as attractive, in fact she thought she was ugly. Megan put on a t shirt and jeans and went down the stairs, where her mother was waiting for her. "Happy birthday!"...
You are Sophie. As far as you yourself think, you're an everyday, average twenty-something woman. Your life feels uneventful, your existence unexceptional. You loathe going to work, your lovelife offers no intrigue, and your room is a mess. It's late in the evening, and your daily routine has reached the familiar point of 'laying in bed to watch movies on th...
Dean was led into a small hall containing only a small table bearing a television surrounded by a dozen young men and women in white coats. He saw Moriarty, with her clipboard, standing in the centre of the group. The closing of the door alerted the entire room to his presence and all eyes turned to him as he walked across the hall. The small screen was show...
The origins of the magic marker are unknown, only that tales of it's exploits have been told for centuries, a magical artifact that can change both mind and flesh with a stroke. Earliest reports of the artifact state that it had been a quill once before slowly adapting to the writing instruments of the twenty-first century. It is said that the marker has alm...
So, this is the place you thought as you looked at the tables outside where some people were chatting and drinking. This place has been open last month and it appears to be the pack full of customers, maybe you should have reserved a table. The Flip-Flop Café was the first morphing cafeteria of the city and you always dreamed to try the morphing serum as soo...
I was walking home from the store one night, when the strangest thing happened. I heard the sound of a girl’s voice in an alleyway. She was making a lot of noise, and she seemed to be struggling with somebody. Given that it was late at night, I was worried, so I peeked down the alley. To my shock, I saw a girl, naked from the waist down, pressed again the wa...
Stacy and her best friend Megan were ready for a night on the town; they were both wearing a skintight body suit that had the legs and arms cut out of it. In place of those, they had gloves and leggings that fit half way up their thighs and forearms. Megan had her dark hair hanging down to her shoulders, while Stacy had jelled her light brown locks so they s...