You are a person in a slightly futuristic society where a special serum has been invented that allows normal human beings to become catgirls. This is a multi-step process to turn you into a fully trained pet for someone to adopt. Catgirls appear mostly human, except with a cat tail growing from their tailbone, and cat ears on top of their head as opposed to...
Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Steven Brun. I'm a young Black guy living in the city of Boston. I recently graduated from high school and started college. I go to Boston College. It's a school full of rich white kids but I'm liking it so far. The city is big, much bigger than the small town that I came from. I'm from Fitchburg, by the way. I...
Gene spent the day on pins and needles. Several times he almost backed out. Each time he mentioned doing so; Leon didn't say or do anything to dissuade him unless Gene asked him a direct question. "Do you think that I should do this?" he asked. "I can't answer that." Leon replied. "It comes down to what you can live with. Will you be able to live with your...
Author's note ***** This story is purely fictional and nothing should be assumed about the characters. I also do not condone the abusive behaviours and actions done in this story. SCARLETT I can't let this keep happening. I allege this as I try my utmost best to leave Chris bed without stirring him awake. I spent the night in limbo between wakefulness and...
Author's note: This story takes place during season 2. *** The woman who called herself Amanda Clarke stared dumbfounded at her TV screen, unable to believe what she was hearing. It was true it might mean this nightmare was finally over... or it was just beginning. It all depended whether Emily Thorne, a.k.a. the real Amanda Clarke had done this, and if s...
There should be a law or at least some social sanctions against people who sit around doing nothing but cussing and acting rude all day. Seriously. I consider it a serious breach of human etiquette. And it's all too common in the black community of Massachusetts. However, I'm not quite sure how to approach the subject with some of the ruder individuals among...
"Thanks for taking the time out to read my story and send comments. I tried following some of your advice. Now I will have to work harder on the other chapters, as these three were ready in my mind -- rest I do not know myself :D" * CHAPTER 2 – CHANGING EMOTIONS Mrs. Weatherland interrupted this heated exchange which she remembered from the past so...
An empty bottle rested with Sephiria, cradled like a precious possession, the woman's head bowed until it touched against her knees. The simple nightgown she wore trailed over the edge of the bed and to the floor as her legs were propped up on it, tucked tight against the side of the mattress. She was numb from the grief she felt in knowing she would never h...
The coroner's report was going to read "Spontaneous combustion due to excessive hormone buildup." It would certainly not be the "Repeated blunt force trauma to the pussy" that I would have preferred. As soon as Mary opened that door, I knew that any chance of me getting off was over. Why did she have to walk her puritanical self into his office? She could ha...
This story is a collaboration between MsCherylTerra and Bebop3. Lockdown Day 12 "So, you're going to be okay? I can drop some stuff off. Not a big deal. Honestly, I think this is going to blow over in like a week." I shook my head slightly. "I don't know, Mark. It seems... bigger somehow. Bigger than what, I have no idea. It just seems like we're at the s...