Chapter Fourteen Dark thoughts plagued me the next day. I had not said a word after Val's confession, just used magic to bring my entourage with me to the bungalow. I had taken Diego for a swim while my wolves kept watch from our balcony. I swam and swam and swam but could not burn off the thoughts. There was an out-clause. There was a way I could step dow...
This story has magic and feminization themes. If that's not your cup of tea consider finding a more suitable story. This is also my first story with a magical twist - let me know in the comments if you enjoyed it! ========= Jenn and I had met a few weeks ago and had been having a wonderful time since. We had both been sitting in the lounge area of a littl...
Not an Accident -or- Tools: Their Variety and Safe Use Brooke and I were just over an hour into a whole-afternoon crash-course to teach her the basics of hand-tools, both powered and not. The idea was to quickly render her at least relatively safe around them. Things had been going swimmingly: she was paying close attention and --what with her IQ appro...
Copyright Information Held By Author A Weekend Camping A Story about a woman who has needs Day 1. Its 6:30pm on Friday 4th October 2002 and it's a warm, 72oF, fall evening. We, (My Husband and I), had decided on a camping weekend, and after a 31/2 hour drive in our RV, and with humidity at 69%, we had finally arrived at our campsite, tired and very unco...
The plot's the thing. Some sex, of course, but I am more interested in the story to be told. As usual this is work from my imagination and any resemblance to actual people is purely coincidental. ***** Andrea Andrea and Peter had been good friends from when they met at a Saturday portrait class at the local community college, shortly after Andrea started...
November 2011 The high I had from my time with Alison Brie didn't last as long as I wanted. Real life got a little harder after my freelance website no longer had stories picked up by Google News, and I got dropped from their news program when they did get taken back. I bounced back by writing about sports, yet my monthly pay did take a hit; which did make...
* COMMERCIAL * Kelli Berglund stood at the foot of a king size bed in a large, lavishly decorated master bedroom. A short black leather skirt hugged her teeny waist, while a loose fitting and distinctly low plunging leopard print blouse adorned her top half, offering a more than generous helping of her perky cleavage. Behind her, a nude, sweat-drenched man...
As she did each day, Miss Tessa Malone awoke in her bed with a smile on her face; not a broad exaggeration of the mouth, but rather a natural shape of contentment eased upon her plush lips. From the moment she roused from her slumber in the morning, to the last second before her eyelids closed for the night, the smile rarely waned. It welcomed whatever the d...
Monday was boring. Instead of going over to Christina's house to be stripped naked, tied up, spanked and sexually abused, I went to work. My job is pretty boring. I work in a bank, processing deposits, loan payments, cashing checks, entering data into my computer and filling out paperwork. I had worked at the bank for about two years, but somehow everyth...
Chapter Four The sun was high when I opened my eyes. I was achy and tired in the most pleasant way, tucked under the covers alone in the center of my bed. The clock said it was almost noon, the latest I had slept since this adventure began. I struggled out of bed and made my way to the bathroom where the candles had burned down, a reminder of the night's p...