***Author's note - any character mentioned in this story has celebrated their 18th birthday - at least a few days ago. Since this is a "choose your own adventure" story, please do not be shocked at what you find. You make the choices - don't yell at me. You have been warned*** Phil finally got an offer on the house of his dreams. The commission alo...
"Forgetful" Lilly is an ordinary girl living an ordinary life, with the one exception: She has a dreadful short-term memory and as a result frequently forgets to wear clothes! Much to the amusement of her group of mischievous friends and neighbors. Lucky for her, those same friends like messing with each other as much as her and it's not uncommon f...
(Chateau Phoibe, Kephallonia) Alexios Sat in His Chair on the Newly Reworked Vineyard Bought By Markos. Alexios had Convinced Markos to Cede Administrative Control and Legal Control to Him, so that the Wine would no Longer Taste like Shit. That and So That He Could Effectively Run Kephallonia From There. Much Had Changed since He Had Left This Place. After T...
Ashven was waiting in the abandoned school, not having found anything of interest during her patrol. She was sitting in the cellar, uncertain wether to leave or to stay, torn between her fear and her lust. Three days ago, she had faced Zargal, an alien terrifying the city and she was unable to forget the savage rape she had suffered. Now here she was, sittin...
You read the letter again as the limousine from the regional airport pulls up into the driveway... Dear Robin Nordhal, Hello, you do not know me, but I know you. My name is Randal F. Styles of Jackson, Waverly, Styles, and Kant: LLC. Our firm has had the surreal and sometimes difficult job of representing your estranged great-uncle on your father's side Hor...
It had been a long time that the Complex had inactive. The last activation had been 65.832.212 Years and 23 Hours ago. It had been crushed on this Planet after the fight with the last of the Old Enemies. The Ship was one of the last of its race. The Former Race Necrontyr had been changed into the Necron Race. Now the Necron were more Robot then men. But even...
The three men in the back of the bar had had too much to drink. The cocktail waitress brought them another round anyway; in spite of their crude language and wandering hands, they were really good tippers. Besides, they were regulars and she had balled each of them in the past and she knew that, even drunk, they each could fuck up a storm. But the three men...
Rainer sass seit zwei Stunden in seinem Stammlokal in einer stillen Ecke vor einem allmählich schal werdenden Bier und stierte wütend vor sich hin. Seine Eier taten ihm weh, und das nicht zu knapp. Nicht nur, das sie konstant schmerzten, alle paar Augenblicke spürte er noch dazu einen Stich wie von einer Nadel. Das verdankte er Jennifer, seiner … nun Freundi...
Rebekah and I were going at it at the end of our date. Her parents were out of town, I was visiting from college, and her sister was working the late night shift, not to be expected back home for several hours. So here is the short version: Rebekah and I went out on a date, ending at some crappy movie that neither of us watched - instead we started to fool a...
Harriet’s Hutch, Gotham City Center “Hay boss?” the shop clerk called to the store owner, “Is it me or has there been a run on rubber this past week?” “Rubber, leather, vegan leather, vinyl, wetlook, strap-ons, sex toys, bondage gear…” the owner said looking around the depleted stocks, “Last time I saw something like this was the week before the fetish shop...