Along the roads to the great city of Shawl are many small taverns and roadhouses. It is only to be expected. After all, cities draw travelers, travelers need places to stay, and not all of those places can be found within the cities' boundaries. On one such road sits the Spiny Toad. A quaint, pleasant place with a warm fire and friendly enough people...both...
In the world of Marvel's merry mutants, where strange powers meet strange desires, one team stands as mutant kind's last and best hope for a kinky co-existence with humanity...the xXx-Men! Westchester County, Upstate New York. It was late at night at the Xavier Institute, dark hallways quiet in the calm of the witching hour. The Mansion's public areas were...
It had years since I had last seen Lee, the neighbor kid who had guided me with the ease of a master down the road of servitude into a state of complete and depraved slavery. The extremely humbling experience with Lee, Kay, my former girlfriend, and others of my youth was finally set aside once I got away from the small town where we all lived. Running away,...
With sirens blaring and crowds of people crying out for help, the Brotherhood of Mutants had decided to make a ‘statement’ in Central Park… One that involved a great deal of noise and property damage. Avalanche and Blob were busy tearing up the walkways and street lamps while Pyro set trees on fire, laughing it up while they scared off groups of people, who...
I lay on the cot in my cell. I could see the outline of my nipples through the thin cotton shift. Hard from the cold, and the anticipation of what was sure to come. When they had arrested me they took my clothes. Making me dress in a simple white shirt before the whole station house. The thin white cloth was nearly see-through and didn't leave a lot to the...
Copyright Neonurotic, July 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ** Author's Note: This is my 2014 Nude Day story entry and meant...
Prince Oliver skipped through the castle garden. He loved the green and the flowers. He was nineteen and yet to be married. In truth his parents had coddled him as a boy. He knew his numbers and letters. He knew how to run a castle and a kingdom. On paper anyway. But he would never be a warlord. Never be a brave leader of men on the battlefield. His gold...
The City Of Angels, Spring 2008 Chapter 30. Marta Arrives (Note: Chapters 32, 33, 34, 35 and 36 are mainly sex. There is no violence in this part.) After an hour of cleaning at the Fort I was off to the Batcave and the Casa. At the same time Courm, the indian who lives as my Casa, was at LAX with a limo picking up Marta, my aunt who raised me like a mothe...
It was early afternoon when Shanta and Gary reached Caman, a trading outpost at the edge of the forest. Basically a small human settlement, it was comprised of wooden huts and various booths and stands where merchants bartered or sold their wares. It was warm and humid, and the brutal, glaring rays of the sun beat down on them. They rested under the shelte...
Jack woke up, groaning in annoyance as he rubbed his face. Then he felt the grass underneath his back, and sat up. He wasn't in his room anymore. He was in a forest, in the middle of the night. The full moon shone above him, illuminating his surroundings. He didn't know where he was, and as he stood up, he looked around, confused and startled. "Hello, b...