Hi all! I just wanted to let everybody know that I super appreciated the feedback I received on the last chapter. It's always difficult starting a new project, and I was a bit nervous about this one. That, and picking an Arachne as a story focus is very hot for some, not so much for others :P I did work very hard to keep the era realistic, but if you spot...
Chapter 1 – The Surface The dream had always repeated itself with a surprising specificity. Nicole was at the bottom of a pool – the kind with those miniature tiles, mostly white with the occasional blue tile in the mix for the sake of contrast. She was never quite sitting on the bottom, just drifting, fluid like the water all around her, inches from the ti...
This story includes gender change, along with sex with both male and female partners. This is another variation of my Magic Doll story. You don't need to read the others to enjoy this. Under this premise, the doll swaps genders with the person who kisses it. If the doll is female and the person is male, then the doll becomes male and the person female, and...
Eliza marvelled at the old stately Manor as her taxi made the transition from barely paved road to gravel pathway. Sure the Pennington estate was long derelict and working for the National Trust seemed a bit menial for a Cambridge graduate, but without anyone who wanted to vouch for her, curator of an obscure part of history was better than the myriad of job...
January 1st, 1886 The crackling fire that sat in the center of our camp was the center of more merriment than was likely warranted on that rainy, overcast January evening. But while the new years day celebrations were likely filling the streets of Tarant, Caladon and every other major city in Arcanum with revelers and party-goers, we were stuck in the vast...
Kelvin asked, "Are you well enough to take a trip into the city? As long as you're here, you're going to need some clothes and I'll show you around." Lyria couldn't wait but was losing her nerves over the chaos of it all. "I'd love to but I'm scared. It's so noisy! In the forest, all we heard were singing birds and chirping crickets." Lyria sat up and cl...
Saturday Evening When they came up the stairs out of the subway station on Stillwell Avenue Walter looked around. "So this is Coney Island," he said. "I've never actually been here before. I've heard about it and read about it all my life, of course. This is fun, something else to cross off my bucket list. I bet I know where we're going for dinner." "There...
Three Fokkers dropped from the cloud cover above. A Spandau machine gun chewed a dual line of holes through my starboard upper wing. What was left of the bracing wire began to flay the Camel's lower wing to pieces. A burst from my Vickers put one of the German planes out of the dogfight, but I had no time to glory in my kill. I pulled up on the stick in a...
Chapter 1 Office manager Carole O’Toole called Brick Briggs, one of the four partners of an aggressive Sydney advertising agency, We-Do-it-Differently Multi-Media Advertising, commonly called WDID Advertising. “Hi Carole, have you trained your husband to lick your breasts yet?” said her occasional lover. She ignored that crap comment. “Brick, we have a j...
Descending the escalator into baggage claim of the West Palm Beach International Airport, my attention was drawn at once to a young man wearing a classic chauffeur uniform holding a small piece of poster board with my name written on it. Guessing him to be about my age, twenty-three; and also about my height, five-seven, I stepped up and told him that I was...