It was another normal day on the Enterprise, which meant that Scotty had just stopped a warp-core implosion, Kirk was dictating his log entry on how he'd dealt with an alien who thought she was Thor, God of Thunder, and Chekov was gossiping with Sulu about whether Spock and Uhura were going to get married in the spring. Spock took up position beside the cap...
The life of a botanist isn't always sunshine and roses... Author's note: This is Part 1 of a 3-part story arc and is a light look at alien botanicals rather than the usual Nonhuman Vamps, Weres and mythical creatures. It isn't intended to make the "Reality Check" some readers find crucial. Rather, it is an exercise in Willing Suspension of Disbelief. In the...
Part One. Jon sighed and gazed out of the window. He had been trying desperately to force some kind of notes that were on the page in front of him into his brain, but his brain was having none of it. Summer exams were looming, and he just couldn't concentrate. He knew he'd left it too late, and things now were building up so that it looked like he'd be swam...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Just as echoes pollute sound, the echoes of our histories pollute our view of the World. I had to fall back on a dedicated group of readers for editor assistance. The faults are mine. ***** (Wednesday Night) Yasmin had a kink I hadn't really had to deal with before. She lik...
Ellie When Monday rolled around I was exhausted from crying almost the entire weekend. Everything I had believed about Marcus had been a lie and now I was heart broken and miserable. I felt like such an idiot. How could a 24-year old Greek God like him actually stay true to me? And why had I been stupid enough to honestly believe he would be? I was dreading...
Chapter 1 Fred Morgan stepped into the bedroom from the master bath. It was six in the morning. He dressed in the early morning light, not bothering to turn on the lamp. He stepped into his khaki slacks and put on a plaid shirt. In the old days it would be suits and ties, but modern times were different. It was his busy time of the year. His fold-over valis...
You thought the story had died but it was just my lazy ass refusing to continue. Also I was busy with my girlfriend so I couldn't really focus. Yes, I have a girlfriend now. Well "she" prefers to be called a girl even if she isn't. Without her I would finish this story much faster, but... she gave me some interesting ideas which were too good to ignore. ***...
I didn't want to go to the party, but was forced there against my will. My dorm mate, Arthur, was interested in a guy I knew who was going, and promised to commit vile, unnatural, evil acts upon my person while I slept if I didn't introduce them. Having awoken in the middle of the night to find myself witness to such acts, I took his threats rather seriously...
This is a story done by me ThePac and if you have any requests, ideas or people you would like me to write about pls e-mail me and if you have any feedback on my story [I would really like some feedback on my story] what u liked, didn't like. All characters storylines situations and celebs in stories are all made up none of what I write really happened so no...
If you find cuckolding offensive I suggest that you skip to the last page, leave your caustic comment and avoid the pain of reading this story. If you want to read about a cock in a cage this isn't the story for you either. My story isn't for everyone, but you would be surprised by how many people find it oddly compelling. It's like a slow-motion catastrophe...