Sarah and the rest of the cheerleaders at Ponygirl University were special. They were the best of the best in the school, when it came to being proper show ponies. But not everything at Ponygirl University was as it seemed. Soon, the new freshman class would learn just what life was like at the University. Jennifer and her friends got off the Ponygirl Unive...
BIMBOCLONE TECHNOLOGIES PROSPECT REPORT #06729a 8/5/2064 SUMMARY: The Canadian billionaire Everson Bouchard has submitted a formal inquiry regarding our services, around both genetic enhancements and behavioral control. He indicated that he would not be the patient. His message was non-committal but very specific and hinted that he was anxious to receive f...
Warning: If you are not a steady Majgen-story reader this appendix most likely holds nothing of interest to you. My apologies for your inconvenience. Foreword: My self-editorial skills are not as developed as I would like them to be yet. Hence this section had to be presented as an appendix rather than as a part of a chapter. This section, 'The Human Natio...
Slutslave How often have you wondered what it would be like to see your straining manhood parting the soft, silken petals of your Goddess' pussy before easing its length and girth inside my honeyed walls? Can you imagine how I might gasp and spread my pale thighs wider to accommodate such an impressive member and how proud you would feel to know you have p...
East Syracuse, New York Early Morning Chi drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, frowning at the fuel gage as she coasted down Ridgewood's slope. The village of East Syracuse was small but hilly and her V10 swallowed more gas than a dyslexic hooker in a donkey show chugging her way up the ladder to frat parties and military barracks work. If Hell was...
Working against the clock, I quickly remove the vent covering the ventilation duct and hoist myself up into it. With the Hades Tower built entirely underground, it needs a huge network system for ventilation. It's compact, but navigable with my smaller, effeminate, body frame. "Rhonda was right, the clock is ticking." I remind myself crawling through the ma...
Times were tough so I took a job as a security guard. It was film set security work which means you're basically a scarecrow for film production companies for insurance purposes. It might have been a big deal to some people, especially the younger naïve newcomers to Hollywood who might have seen it as a springboard to something bigger and better, but I had b...
Chapter 1.01 The Way it Was In the early days of the twentieth century, scientists debated whether environmental factors or genes dominated in the growth and thought of human beings, plants and animals. A primitive tribe of humans called Russians hypothesized that mere thought or need could select for better genes. Others such as Mendelev argued that survi...
Jasmine Lo refused to think of herself as a "bodybuilder groupie," but that's what she was. When she went to a hardcore gym, it wasn't to use the stairmaster, it was to scope out hot muscle studs like she was on safari. It was that very day that she met a smoking strength god that blew the rest out by a mile. The day at the gym started with Jas being slobb...
Chapter 8 - Roads to Keyser The Van Halen cruised through hyper-space. On board Mia poured Streek a Dark Rum in the common room. "So, ...aboard the Fed Cruiser, how bad was it?" asked Mia. "Bad enough, could have been a lot worse though. They beat and raped me pretty badly. But I'm a clone, I bounce back" Mia nodded sympathetically, "Fuckin' Blue-coat b...