Its the year 20X3, You are playing a sex mod for the new Civ game. This game is so realistic that what you do feels real, like it was actually happening. You've always wanted to fuck historical figures. But first, what gender are you?What's next? Male Add a new chapter...
Hi All! This first chapter is mainly going to focus on building the Who/What/When/Where/Why/How and setting the stage for the rest of the story. This is meant to be treated kind of like if you were a student and received a letter of admission answering some of the FAQs of the school beforehand, but is written more to address the readers rather than the Stude...
I have always loved the teacher and every time I saw her I just knew she was the one. Every day during 7th hour I have her for World Civ. class. I look forward to staring at her perfect ass and supple tits they werent that big but her ass more than covered for it. I walked into class one day and saw her standing by her desk, today she was wearing leggings th...
It is the year 2025. Ten years have passed since the Zero Virus destabilized the world order. Economies collapsed; governments fell; and the social mores which guided human interactions were either forgotten or ignored. Rumors circulate that around 98% of the human population died as a result of the Virus and its consequences. What is up for debate, in hinds...
Your view of the world, and of yourself, changes when you retire. Circumstances dictate, and what you looked forward to, doesn't always transpire. Yes, you don't have the work stress, you don't have the clock pressure, but you don't necessarily have the freedom you thought would be there. Particularly if you're married, you have grandkids, and, in my case...
"Look, I don’t see why we even have to study this crap, much less be experts on it!" Jeff yelled making a spectacle of himself in the twentieth floor study hall in the college library. "What are you looking at?" Jeff mumbled at the ten or so people who had stopped whatever they were studying and were now staring at him. Jeff was a big guy, about 6’1" or so,...
I walked in from work and sitting on the table was a note, some garments, and A History of Western Fashion opened to the Greek page. Well, this will be fun. The note is written to a person in Greek, because of course it is. On it, it says: "I found you the closest approximation of period clothing. Please rinse off and leave your work clothes on my wheelchai...
Adam swore to himself as he pushed his body against the door and it failed to open. Locked. There were several other glass doors next to the one he had tried first, but he soon found that they were all locked as well. He looked down at the soft glow from his phone. His avatar stood at the edge of the square campus building, a finger's width from the Pokésto...
This story is based partially on an online chat I had once with a real person, who will remain nameless for the sake of privacy, when I was back in college. The woman in the story showed me a new side to myself and my sexuality that I had never known existed until I met her online. I will be forever grateful to her for taking me under her wing, showing me a...
This story dates from when I lived in Italy. I was there for a year when I was 26 in a small town about 20 kilometres inland from Ancona. I was there as a coordinator for a programme my Paris office was running, but it soon became obvious that it was a gardening leave position and I was really only there while my other projects matured and head office could...