-- Saturday -- This was it! The grand finale was hitting the home stretch! Time for a status update. It was make-or-break time, 'cause I was down a buncha scores. It was all-or-nothing, 'cause I had totally gotten outmaneuvered by Ortega. Despite everything that had happened, the task was still the same. I had to broker new contacts for LGZ. The goal was...
Gwen opened her eyes for a second before clamping them shut and (with a moments resistance), arching her back as a yawn burst out that she only just managed to cover with her palm. As she lay back, deep into the pillows and the soft mattress, she gently pushed a strand of hair behind her ear that had fallen across her face tickling her nose. Then after light...
In the middle of the night, almost imperceptibly, a great change has come across everyone in the world. No one knows what exactly caused it. Perhaps a bored deity, or a powerful mind controller with a grudge, or even some cursed artifact. Ultimately, it doesn't matter. What does matter is that every single man and woman in the world, with one exception, has...
The wait to see Robin felt long and tedious as a week of work stood between us and some potentially hot sex. The only highlights that happened between our two meetups was the amount of questions everyone at work had for me, like who was the sexy redhead? Did I shag her? Was she great in bed? Even the female workers seemed to take an interest in the answers I...
-- Wednesday -- This was it! The big finale! It was make-or-break time, 'cause it would be my final appearance in the business world. It was all-or-nothing, 'cause it would be decisive for my future. The task was clear: Host a cocktail party for the local high society and broker some contacts for LGZ. The goal was just as evident: Become the most valuable...
Beverly used to be a real hottie, she could turn all the men's heads; one of those men became her husband. Hank, because that was his name, was twelve years older than Beverly and while not exactly handsome he was relatively wealthy and quite enthusiastic about having a sexy trophy wife that other men would envy him. But that was twenty two years ago, exactl...
This story is based on a game "Who Wanna Be a Bimbo" created by Dahakma. ------------------------------------------ Tiffany was not an ugly girl by any means, she was just awfully plain as far as appearance goes. Despite having a unique brain and complex personality she could not work out anything to improve her looks; clothes, make-up, sports - these were...
I met her at a party she was dancing with her friends. I had recently broke things off with my girlfriend so what better to do than head to a lifestyle club looking for a rebound. It wasn't her face it was her two huge tits bouncing as she danced. She was young maybe 25, had brown hair, a pretty face, a decent figure, too much make up and tits that appeared...
Onwards to Chapter Four, in which can be found romance, nymph-assisted hypnosis, cruel denial, and moral relativism. ~~~~ ~~~~ Ten minutes after a very strange group of four had left the little mossy haven within the Greatest, Darkest Forest—which was beginning to live up to the latter part of its name as dusk descended upon the world—there was a flash bes...
Note: This story contains elements of domination, drugged/mind controlled nonconsent, lesbian sex, and gangsters. "There is no need for them to remember any of it," Pellesise said, chuckling. The elf took a little puff from the hookah pipe and passed it on. "What putty in our claws. Humans!" "Aw, what a shame." Illetris gave a half-joking pout. "I was ho...