You come to consciousness on a Saturday morning in spring. As one usually does, you expect to feel your silk sheets caressing your bare form, but on this particular Saturday morning, you’ve woken up in your rooftop garden. Beautiful carnations, tulips, and roses surround you and you feel a bed of short grass pressing against your back. Sunlight filters throu...
Megan woke up on her 18th birthday, excited about the day ahead. She got out of bed and looked in the mirror. Megan was an attractive redhead with a great body, but she never saw herself as attractive, in fact she thought she was ugly. Megan put on a t shirt and jeans and went down the stairs, where her mother was waiting for her. "Happy birthday!"...
You are Sophie. As far as you yourself think, you're an everyday, average twenty-something woman. Your life feels uneventful, your existence unexceptional. You loathe going to work, your lovelife offers no intrigue, and your room is a mess. It's late in the evening, and your daily routine has reached the familiar point of 'laying in bed to watch movies on th...
*Disclaimer: This story contains recurring characters from my other stories. If you'd like to read their introduction you can do so in the story An Odette Duet. If this doesn't bother you and your interest is in lactation, expansion, and girl x girl themes, then read on. Thanks!* ***** LAN Party Part 1 Word Count: 6302 "Pari. . ." "No, I'm not ta...
Part 5 — The Final Night by Paul Gerard (a pen name) First Draft started 2008-06-17 This version 2012-09-06 Proof-reading: A very heartfelt thank you to CoffeePilot for his time and patience. The numbering, I suck at it. Yes, I remember that this is technically supposed to be Part 4.2, because the previous part was called 4.1, and they once were just o...
First of all, I think I must introduce myself, I am Jeanne, The CEO, and Omni. I think I can spare you all the details about how I obtained the source of reality and became one with it thus controlling what is and isn’t real. At that point multiple questions might be raised in the mind of someone inferior like you. Like what can I do, what can’t I do, and wh...
Siren Song, Part 4.1 — Beyond the Prize Cow First Draft started 2008-06-17 This version 2012-09-02 Proof-reading: A very heartfelt thank you to CoffeePilot for his time and patience. -- Altaerna — A world, where the laws of reality may become mere guidelines at any given time, where magic and machinery are intertwined, where all those things creepin...
The origins of the magic marker are unknown, only that tales of it's exploits have been told for centuries, a magical artifact that can change both mind and flesh with a stroke. Earliest reports of the artifact state that it had been a quill once before slowly adapting to the writing instruments of the twenty-first century. It is said that the marker has alm...
I was walking home from the store one night, when the strangest thing happened. I heard the sound of a girl’s voice in an alleyway. She was making a lot of noise, and she seemed to be struggling with somebody. Given that it was late at night, I was worried, so I peeked down the alley. To my shock, I saw a girl, naked from the waist down, pressed again the wa...
Her breasts were already large enough; the question was what to do with them. Professor Lily caressed the silky expanse of her voluptuous bosom. Her lush boobs were now slightly larger than bowling balls, her thick nipples hardened with anticipation. Fertility magic came easily to her, so much so that it was truly not a challenge, not worth her considerable...