03. Glinda, a Very Good Witch Dorothy walked up to the village with Toto at her heels. She could feel a little bit of the Munchkin's cum dripping down her thigh as she walked up to the crowd in the middle of the street. The Munchkin mayor walked up to her and took her hand and pointed towards the horizon. "Miss Dorothy! Look over there! Glinda is almost he...
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Author's note: This tale of Lovecraftian cosmic horror will make more sense if you start with chapter 1. Warning: this chapter is pretty dark and contains some non-consent elements. ***** Pekid moonlight cast a sickly pall over Miskatonic University and Abigail shut it out with the thick curtains of her dorm room. Her roommate Maria was staying with her bo...
In many ways, the six years Ada spent with Stanfield in diplomatic service in tropical Kuala Lumpur were the happiest of her life. As rich and official Americans they lived like royalty, and every whim was seen to by someone else. Although they were physically closer to the gathering world war than anyone in the United States was, in terms of its effect on t...
Ada had nearly become unhinged at seeing her Chicago industrialist lover at her doorstep in Indiana, not the least because he stood beside his natural son—her eldest son, Dan. When Dan had been conceived, Ada was too innocent to know that Vaughn was the father, but Charles had set her straight on that. While pointing out that he couldn't be the father becaus...
This is true. Happened in March of 1968. She was 26, divorced; I was 30, engaged. I remember it clear as a bell. Her first name was Frosty (honest) and I'm not telling you her last name because it's famous. Well, maybe not famous, but very well known. She was very rich and kind of hot and we worked together in NY. She didn't need the job but it was what tru...
The following story is mostly true or at least built upon my memories of several real events all jumbled together. I'm 59 now and it has been seven years since my divorce. For about a year, I seemed adrift and in confusion. I just couldn't seem to connect with anything. When I was younger, and pre-marriage, I was wild and free (yes, I was a hippie) but that...
I was sixteen when I met Shayne, he was twenty-one. He went to school with my older brother, they were both geniuses. Or so I was told by them, and mom, but she was biased. I didn't know about the whole genius claim, but I did know that Shayne was way fucking hot! Dirty blond hair, blue-blue eyes, tall, broad shouldered. When Shayne first met me, I was still...
It was an hour or so later that the two companions led their steeds out onto the road. Once mounted, Jamie urged his mare into a walk, heading west, where he had originally been headed what now seemed so long ago. Only last night! Joanna held her stallion in check as she watched, and called out to him "Jamie! Not that way!" He pulled up, and turned to face...
Ch. 02: Team-building I was curious about the famous team-building. My colleagues were talking about a lot and sometimes we got an e-mail about the plans. I think they had tried to make us interested in the team-building so they gave us information about it little by little only. There was a poster in the elevator, showing who is in charge of the registrati...