*Author's Note: Thanks for all the positive feedback on the latest installment. For those of you just joining the Botany series, try reading For the Love of Botany, and For the Love of Botany: Revolutions prior to Futures. They are essentially the prequels and may help fill in some of the stranger details existing in this fantastic world. * The next mornin...
Dear reader, The following is one chapter of an ongoing story. It is not intended as a stand-alone piece. Some chapters may be more graphic than others. ***** CHAPTER 6 The first-floor button was the most worn, so I knew it was where the kitchen was located. Riley's office was also on the first floor. I had to get to her. I had to explain! I crammed the...
A couple of days later, a woman came to speak with all the girls in our wing. As The Breeding Center's Education councilor, Miss Martha was there to prepare us for the stage of our lives which followed. She explained everyone would receive a mandatory education and we needed to firm up what our trade would be. As soon as we moved to the 11th floor, we would...
The Prologue There are swingers clubs all around the world. Some you may have heard about and others are so private that you have to be sponsored by one of the group members. A few of these clubs are extremely private as far as the activities that go on behind their closed doors. I've personally attended a few of these private clubs myself. I can't give you...
There are many many stories posted on Literotica that some readers (especially those cowards signing their comments as Anonymous) complain that the author exaggerated penis size to an entirely unbelievable length Now that is not to say there isn't the possibility of penises being that size in the US. But for now let's just agree to call that artistic license...
The end of summer gifted us with an unseasonably comfortable evening. The air was filled with the mouthwatering scent of funnel cakes and corn dogs. Riley and I walked from the midway hand in hand. Blissfully happy, and surrounded by the laughter of children running by, I squeezed the stuffed monkey in my arm. "What should we name him?" I asked. Riley glanc...
(FICTION ONLY) SOLUTION to military brainstorm - create a "Breeding Farm" while solving the reproduction issue that's lingering globally. Make money and ensure new babies are born to only the "rich and famous" (aka...best "genes"..as it's survival of the fittest out there!) in the world's society. This IDEA came from Military and Global Leaders. It was a c...
The metal doors hissed open as the scientists entered the Observation Chamber, data slates cradled under their arms as they took their seats. The only light was dim, emanating from their slates, and before them loomed a dark mirror that replaced the entire wall. A calm feminine voice spoke from the mirror: Identities Confirmed. Please Stand By... The dark...
Susan Storm-Richards floated in the Negative Zone, her communicator was totally busted. "Why did I not listen to Reed, I shouldn't have come here alone." She had responded to a signal from Rosetta Stone, a high ranking political figure in Shadow City, one of the many places in the Negative Zone that the Fantastic Four had visited. Now here she was...
The hangar was filled with noise. Hundreds of faceless troops were conversing with each other. Joking and laughing, making rude gestures with their pliable blank mannequin like bodies. At the end of the hangar, lights came up upon a stage with a single microphone. Behind the microphone, a brilliant purple flag swayed, the insignia of the planet Bredon flashi...