It's a beautiful day and I'm sitting writing this at home, my wife is talking to a friend on the phone, in fact an everyday picture of everyday life. That is until I glance across to the mirror and I see myself beautifully made up, my blonde hair in a ponytail and I'm dressed totally as a woman, this is the story of how Stephen became Stephanie. I'd always...
He made her put the collar on herself. He showed her how to open the clasp with the Allen key and watched her fix the steel band around her neck. It fit perfectly—snug against her skin but not tight enough to constrict her breathing in any way. He pocketed the key and just watched her as she knelt at his feet, feeling the collar with her hands and getting us...
The soft darkness of the blindfold caressed his face, as he lay curled on the damp concrete of the barn where he had been ordered to stay. The cold surface beneath him penetrated his skin, crept into his flesh seeping through to the bone, chilling him as surely as the thoughts that flooded his brain as to what was going to become of him. Storm knew in his mo...
Haven't been writing much lately, so this will hopefully kick my butt into gear. This the beginning of a story I haven't finished. If you like it, let me know and I'll continue. If not... Usual warnings. Some of what is contained in this story likely isn't a good idea in real life. Use your brains. Literature is literature, no more, no less. * He lay next...
(For background information, please read part 1) His phone vibrated at his side, signaling the Doctor's arrival and he entered the code to buzz him down into the cellar. The Doctor was a well established client of his and close friend and had served him in this manner frequently. He had to be sure the girls were in the best shape. As for Corrine, the panic...
Ryu POV "Why are there zombies crawling in Haven?!" I roared from the top of my lungs before slamming my fist against a zombie's face, watching him fly before it could take a bite out of me. That only drew more of them towards me. From all the horror movies I have seen, I assumed zombies would be slow and easy to fight, but now I'm starting to think otherw...
I wake up to find the professor still sleeping below me. I don't know for how long I've slept on him. It's pitch black outside. I roll over beside him. He's peaceful in sleep. His toned chest rises and falls like the ocean waves as he breathes. He smells like freshly burned rocks. His strong arms that carried me here bulge from his figure. I'm overcome by a...
Way back at the beginning, I mentioned that the story would jump the shark. Well, here we go. Ironically though, this was actually the original intention from the beginning. Original influence is from a 4-page short at the beginning of a doujin. The short pages were called 'Canned Peach' by Momoyama Jirou-and coincidentally, what got me into writing in the f...
The next morning Lady Sally lay slumped in an armchair in her Chinese, silk dressing gown embroidered with dragons, somewhat worse for wear. Her uncle's vodka had left her with a throbbing head, yet her maid insisted on clumping around in a huff. She couldn't imagine why. "Did we really blow up the monument?" "You certainly did," confirmed Victoria in a...
You awaken to the soundless vibrations of a strap releasing gentle tingles through your balls and up the shaft of your dick. Why the strap is on your balls doesn't quite break the surface of your consciousness. You remember allowing it to be put on the night before, but why... you moan softly and roll over in the warm nest of bed sheets and the comforting bl...