*Ulric and his girls are barely back on their journey, and the next trouble begins. * 37 - Deep Tunnel 'A couple of humans, a pig orc, and two bloodwolves.' Grandell drummed his thick orc fingers on the heavy wooden table in the old farmhouse he and his men occupied, and pondered the price for killing the party that Tarrence requested. 'What's with that...
The wide, elastic belt was taut against Kat's minotaur hide, pushing her crotch against the soft, warm mounds of Cara's backside. Cara purred, grinding against the limp cock as it started to grow against her, stretching downwards. 'That's it, get hard for me, baby,' Cara said as she looked over her shoulder. Kat groaned, struggling with herself. On one ha...
Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...
Love in the time of Corona I went out shopping yesterday, for something small but necessary, and wouldn't you know it, on the way back in the building I encountered workers doing repairs on a landing in the stairwell. Construction goes on during this crisis. It was a team of Latin Americans, and they were boisterous and I would have to pass through them,...
*** Author's Notes - In case you're finding my stories in my Supernatural Earth for the first time, the recommended chronological reading order is as follows: The Crimson Tithe (Optional)Vampiress, Mine -- OmnibusThe Snow Maiden -- OmnibusThe Creature Below -- OmnibusThe Creature Below - Omnibus 02Vampiress, Mine - Omnibus 02The Snow Maiden - Omnibus 02The...
Chapter Two: (Dan's POV) After seeing my nearly naked, recently fucked wife at Menard's place I couldn't bear to go back to my empty apartment. I drove for ninety minutes to the coast, walked, wept and considered swimming out to sea until I couldn't swim back. Instead I stood alone on a rocky promontory and screamed out my pain and rage which only served to...
A St. Valentine's Day Romance *** "There are only three certainties in life," said Mike: "Death, taxes ... and nurses." George guffawed but big Jake remained silent, his low bovine forehead creasing with the effort of thought. "Our Mel's a nurse," he finally erupted in his bass rumble. George stopped laughing and looked guiltily at Mike. "Sorry, mate,"...
This is a complete, rather odd story about a student's search for marks. It was a hell of a lot of fun to write; I have no idea how much fun it will be to read. Tell me, the few who will persist, I'd appreciate it. Gail Smithers is standing in a store considering her options, and they are vast. But she isn't looking for the deluxe, the racy, or even, really...
One of the downsides of the political correctness that has taken over this world in which we are forced to live, is that it has resulted in the demise of that group of people once known as 'eccentrics'. That group that, because they did not fit inside the square, whose behaviour could only be described as bizarre, made life less dull and boring. They were, i...
Disclaimer: This story is a work of adult fiction that includes a lot of graphic sex and descriptions of a bizarre physical transformation. Please read away if you're of the proper age, but don't come crying to me if the subject matter flips your stomach in a bad way instead of a good one! ***** I suppose the most appropriate place to start this story woul...