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Making a Scene

by DTales on Jul 14, 2020
Humor & Satire

Did anyone really want to work at a shoe store? Ruby thought about this often. She certainly didn't, but that seemed to be the way it worked out for her. She was the assistant manager at Green City Shoes, one of the many stores that dotted this large shopping district. She thought that rising up to management would reduce how often she had to look at people...

Urban Oddballs: Boss Booty

by Orbmansuper on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Urban Oddballs: Bred to be a Bimbo Edited by Zoomie69, Thegreat_pretender, Bhorny The Minotaur massaged his brow as he stared at the profile on his phone. He looked up at the little green woman that sat before him and back at his phone again. "Okay, Miss...Gaxi. Is this a prank?" The little green woman looked at the frustrated bull with a confused expres...

The Sentinel Ch. 08

by JPMMURPHY on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

It had been an uneventful flight; Jan had slept against Jack's shoulder most the way. After gathering their bags, Jan had wondered what Jack was doing when he'd stepped out onto the curb, pulled out a keychain, and pressed a button on what looked like an oversized car alarm beeper. There had been little talk on the plane as she'd finally succumbed to sleep,...

Fantasy or Obsession Ch. 02

by jo503 on Sep 16, 2017
Toys & Masturbation

The beeping of the car alarm startled her from the delicious fantasy. Margot found her hands moist. She wiped her hands on the thin material of her slacks to dry them. The sensation warmed her thighs, reminding her how moist she had become. She slowly raised her hands toward her hips. Her inner thighs had heightened sensitivity to her own touch. She wiggled...

Ghosts Ch. 07

by zombiegirl28 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Author's notes- I genuinely apologize to anyone who was traumatized by the last chapter. I sort of have a twisted mind, and tend to write things that are pretty dark...I tried to use more foreboding tags this time! But just as a general warning- this is not a lighthearted story or a romance. It's basically science fiction/horror with a lot of deviant, someti...

Pacific Coast Highway

by cowboy109 on Sep 12, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

"Li Mei, I'll bring the trash down." Roger pulled the drawstring trash bag out of the Simple Humans trash container, a sleek, stainless steel, fingerprint-proofed, time-delayed lid closure extravagance of daily living. His tall, lanky body could have suggested a history as a vampire or heroin-thinned fading rock star. His bare feet in sandals reminded of a...

The Tide Has Turned

by Sczar on Aug 30, 2017
Fetish

In 2037, a NEW WORLD ORDER was positioned firmly in place. Decades before, many of us thought by this time there would be wars to fight over natural resources or we'd be on the receiving end of a constant pummeling by natural disasters owed to climate change. Others thought perhaps we would face an evil world military superpower threatening to destroy all th...

The Kingdom Ch. 01

by southrook on Feb 7, 2018
BDSM

When I pulled my moped up to the Notts' Faire entryway, I was surprised to see a brand new security check point with a car barrier. Several uniformed guards sat inside the security hut. As I approached, a burly guard exited the hut and stepped up to me with a clipboard. Once I came to a stop, he asked, "Can I help you, ma'am?" "I'm here for a meeting wit...

Urban Oddballs: Bred to be a Bimbo

by Orbmansuper on Sep 18, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Urban Oddballs: Bred to be a Bimbo Edited by Zoomie69, Thegreat_pretender, Bhorny The Minotaur massaged his brow as he stared at the profile on his phone. He looked up at the little green woman that sat before him and back at his phone again. "Okay, Miss...Gaxi. Is this a prank?" The little green woman looked at the frustrated bull with a confused expr...

All-Purpose All-American Girl

by Killian on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

I looked up from my laptop as pressure on the plate beneath the “Welcome” mat set the doorbell off. “FemBots vs. Charlie’s Angels” would have to wait, the owner was cool about my writing but not when there were customers. The after-work rush wouldn’t start until around six, the clock on the wall showed 3:30, but this time I didn’t mind being interrupted. Th...