Copyright Neonurotic 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. # The sun had not quite reached the sky. Instead, its light glowed softly...
[Note to my readers: I am having a great time writing this story but your input would mean the world to me. Use the comment section or send me a private message, tell me what you liked!] ------ "Tell me Satie, how would you like to help me further the cause of all mutants? It wouldn't be easy, it would be dangerous but the payoff would be great!" Ponderin...
Patrick could not get Nessira off of his mind after that crazy dream he had, or didn't have. He was still confused by what happened that night and wanted to go back to the shop to speak to her but he wasn't really sure if it was a good idea or not. It was an amazing experience but he wasn't sure how much of it was in his own mind or if she drugged him and th...
Here we are, folks, at the very end of the tale. Yes, this IS the last chapter, with all the good things you've come to expect from the Transformed series—beautiful elfsluts, political intrigue, and lots of hot sex (especially the last bit!). It's been a quite a ride, and I hope you've enjoyed it. I would say more but I think I'll let the story speak for it...
Hello everybody. It's JT, heaven's newest "Spirit Guide". What's a spirit guide you ask? In my opinion, it's a Guardian Angel knockoff. For those of you who aren't familiar with my bio, I have spent the last 100 years in purgatory under the command and control of Saint Peter. The offense that got me in trouble with the all mighty was my involvement in th...
These stories were written around 15 years ago by me. I have worked on their grammar and decided to repost them. I am continuing to write the story and hope to have new chapters up as time permits. Thank you and enjoy them. If you are under 18 years of age or are offended by Dominance, Mastering, Punishment, Control, Non-Consensual intercourse (Rape) please...
The two combatants locked up, pressing against each-other. Billy Minh couldn't see his mother's muscles through the BJJ gi the grapplers were obligated to wear, but he knew that there were plenty in there, and they were impressive. Her thighs weren't exactly built out of rock, but they were still beautiful, and while just a little bit of plushness hid them w...
I woke up with a mild headache in the afternoon, my body still aching a bit after the eventful previous night. I had slept in the nude. I put my panties on, put on a long t-shirt, and walked out of my bedroom to make me some coffee, hoping that Ijaz would have left my now. Anagha was sitting on the couch in a terrycloth robe watching TV with a cup of coffee...
As I sat waiting in the restaurant for my lunch date to arrive, I realized my knee was bouncing anxiously with every second of the clock. I glanced at my watch again. This is what I got for arriving too damn early. I hadn't been this nervous in ... hell, I couldn't remember. I'd made a decision — one that was too important to deliver over the phone, of co...
I was a very happy man. I had a beautiful wife, three wonderful kids, and a great career as an international airline pilot. My family and I lived in La Jolla California, just outside of San Diego. We had a great house, in a great neighborhood, where me and my neighborhood pals would congregate in my garage, drink a couple of beers, and talk about sports. My...