*BZZT* -at? What do you mean, I gotta do the fucking orientation? Get that slacker Dabe to do it! He's what? He's dead? Ugh, that guy always has an excuse. Shareholders Above, fuckin'...whatever. The static flickers, and the grumbling audio is joined by the image of a grumbling elf dressed in a snug labcoat and and entirely **** smile. He barely bothers to c...
NORRIX Norrix kept to shadows as much as he could, putting his hood up when he had to walk in the sun. He'd attracted some looks. Even in December and this early in the morning, it was already warm. No one else wore long sleeves and a hood, but no one stopped him. People were more frightened by the bodies being found all over the island, or more accurately,...
The end of the world is almost finished. The pantheons put up a truly heroic struggle, but the forces of destruction were victorious and the gods have been pushed back into their final strongholds. Even these will not hold out for long, and there is no real hope of that changing. A **** plan has been agreed upon. Instead of continuing the struggle for this w...
Ah, I can guess what you are envisioning: scores of people working in the pouring rain, filling burlap bags with sand and stacking them up on the levees to hold back the flood waters. Unfortunately, in the Survivor World at Literotica, the sandbaggers aren't considered the heroes like in days gone by. No, somehow the word sandbagging has, for some re...
NORRIX Norrix zipped his bag closed and hefted it to his shoulder with a grunt. He didn't need much—a couple changes of clothes, and human identification, just in case. The bag was still heavy though, with currency for Ashana. He met Stryx and Ember in the garage and drove the short distance to the airfield where the Vitiate kept their jet in the on-prope...
Foreword: I wrote some of my past stories by request of my fans. In a way, I could also say that this story was written by request. However, it would probably be more accurate to say that this story was provoked than requested. Part 1 of this story is true. Some militant feminist recently started sending me flame mail accusing me of hating women because I...
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You feel your eyes flutter open. The sun isn’t up yet but you are. You roll out of bed, the bed’s frame creaking in protest. You walk through the cold dark to your bathroom, flip on the buzzing light and relieve yourself. You shake out your member and wash your hands. You gaze long and deep at your reflection in the dirty mirror. You are John Smith. You are...
Want to see 25 women from the Danganronpa series in 25 compromising situations? You've come to the right story. For December, I'm trying an advent calendar setup to provide a short story a day. The ground rules are: I've selected 24 women (and one character who is not a woman that a Danganronpa fan can probably guess). I've created a list of 25 simple situa...
I'm sorry for everything. Seriously. My name is Stephen Jonathan Xavier. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Nepean, Province of Ontario. I was born and raised in the City of Boston, Massachusetts. How did a Haitian-American stud like myself end up in the Confederation of Canada? Well, that's a long story. I was a sophomor...