When Jamie moved to London, he was just 20. After two years of working in the advertising department of a West Country regional newspaper, Jamie had managed to build up a portfolio of work that was good enough to convince the powers that be at Mackenzie-Marshall that he was worth a punt. He had also been lucky enough to find a small, furnished one-bedroom...
Hi all! Is there a way to respond to comments that I've missed...? It would be nice to be able to answer some questions directly that have been put to me about the story ... Oh well - it'll have to go here for now! I'm not too surprised that the premise of this story seems a little 'out there' (to put it nicely) or just plain unbelievable as the barebones...
I have been writing this series with a brilliant author - sacrificedangel. We disagreed on some aspects of the plot and the action - especially in Chapter 4. As I wrote a plot surprise occurred to me that seemed perfect at the time. It wasn't really something that either of us was turned on by or would have usually written about - it just became more and mor...
Edited by the awesome Kumani * She showed up in my office a few minutes late for the morning appointment wearing quirky velvet gloves, Italian pumps and a designer black lace cocktail dress so meagre I wondered how she passed through reception. We were meeting for the first time. This appointment was a free consultation to see if she wanted to hire me and...
"Hello stranger!" Said this annoyingly familiar voice. She'd always wondered, always had that thought at the back of her mind, would she know him if she heard him? The really annoying thing was that the answer was yes. She'd have known it any crowd. Worse, it made her smile. 15 years and two words had her smiling!! Now what idiot would even talk to someon...
Author's Note: This is my entry for the 2019 Halloween story contest, inspired by the Scottish Ballad Tam Lin. I hope you enjoy it. Please vote! Thanks for reading. *** At the end of seven years She pays a tithe to Hell I so fair and full of flesh I fear it be myself - As the sun set, Maggie sat on a stone bench that was tilting to one side and thumbe...
Spoiler Tags: Science Fiction, Short Story, M/F, Transformation, Heterosexual, Celestial, Space, "This is transport log four-three-seven-one, nothing of note to report, currently passing by the balmy blue giant Zeta-seven-four, who's looking lovely as usual. Fuel levels are nominal and I'm scheduled to reach my destination, the port town Sevenski in three...
Ginger staying in my bed became the norm for us over the next few weeks. She just seemed to slip straight into my life and it was so easy we didn't fight or argue. She got on so well with Talia it was like they were sisters. I did feel sorry for Alex who was now feeling a little left out. She seemed very sad and disconsolate. I think the penny was starting...
~Bastion~ "Damn it!" I hissed out loud "Damn it to hell", shouting now. After six attempts to do up my bowtie frustration got the better of me and I threw the doubly damned thing onto the bed. I'd been dressing in a 'penguin suit' from even before I got my first bespoke version at the age of fourteen - made for me by Henry Poole's in Saville Row. My fathe...
Chapter 1 "Show me that invitation again," Amelia Carmichael said, as she tried to adjust her breasts in the confines of her white catsuit, feeling extremely exposed in the clinging, wet-suit like material. Despite her best efforts to use toning lingerie, there was little left to the imagination with the way it stuck to every curve and bump on her body. "I...