"Log entry number 23-9, I, Jonathan Caine, have become the first person to transcend the dimensional curtain and travel to alternate universes. I've explored eight universes so far, some only slightly skewed from our own, others very different. The following logs will be my recounts of these universes as I return to them. And possibly more that I may tr...
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- FOREWORD: ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is an epistolary horror story, in the tradition of Stephen King's Carrie or Bram Stoker's Dracula. It's like the literary equivalent of a found-footage movie, I suppose. I'...
As a cub reporter for the third largest agricultural newspaper in Tufton Flats, Iowa, I'm trained to keep my eyes open for a story, any story which might enlighten and provoke our readership of six hundred strong. You might even recognize my name if you're a fellow member of the fifth estate—it was I who in 1998 went undercover to penetrate the secret cabal...
your name is John Doe you were in An accident in a laboratory resulted in you gaining amazing skills and strengths - but also means that a secret government organisation is out to kill you! You must keep your identity hidden to the public, whilst also be using your powers for good! your superpowers are Super-Strength - Your powers mean you're now the stronge...
Author's note: Hello again reader. I'm posting this story from Maui. Yeah, I know, lucky me. I'll cut to the chase, the Wahine Lani statue is real. She is carved out of a grayish wood, sanded, oiled and polished. A giant koa tree shields her from the elements. There were cut flowers placed at her feet. My friend pointed out offerings wrapped in ti leaves pi...
My second year at college, I found a wonderful organization to join; the safe walk program on campus. The office that the volunteers hang out in is very small, hardly the size of a dorm room. We'd play video games or do homework until we got a call, then two people would go out in the bright green jackets with a walkie-talkie and a flashlight to escort a stu...
The short path that ran between two rows of backgardens was a regular part of young Alan's route home from work. On this particular long hot summer day, he was struck by a woman hanging out her washing. She was a shapely long-haired blonde, and was pinning a pair of black nylon panties to the line. Alan slowed, his heart pumping, and stared as much as he dar...
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Somewhere in castle laid perversion of science. It was an evil castle ruled by a mad woman. Here was a woman of such perversion if would make you shake in fear. Here was woman of just power she can cripple armies. A woman with a sexual skill beyond morals and even gods. This woman was Inga. Inga was a powerful busty German woman. She was tall and very powerf...
Thanks are due to '3113', who, despite a heavy workload, offered thoughtful, intelligent advice and comments. Bless you, thirteen, whoever you really are. * Literotica specializes in erotic stories. OK, we all know that. So obviously, sexual union and communication is high on the theme list, and one of the things people often do when they communicate sexua...