Alyssa sat in the Co-pilots chair, plotting the course to Olympus shipyard. She was reflecting to herself on the remarkable recent turn of events. Of course, there was all that business with her body changing so dramatically, her new boobs being a constant source of delight. However, there was something else that she had been finding far more surreal. She ha...
Last summer me and my bf were traveling around Hvar in Croatia. One day my bf suggested renting a boat and traveling around the small islands close by. He even suggested checking out a nude beach on one of them. I was surprised as we had never done anything like that before and also a little suspicious. I asked him if he only wanted to see some naked girls b...
The small scout ship's landing gear slammed into the deckplating of the ISCS Venture, forcing Delphi's body against the tight restraints of her cockpit chair. With the Venture's landing guidance system dead, it had been up to her to guide her craft into the tiny port while travelling at several thousand kilometres per second, not an easy manoeuvre at all. Bu...
This set of stories are meant to be read as chapters in a book. If you haven't read Great Loop 1, I recommend you do to better understand the characters. All characters are fictional. Obviously, many of the place locations are real. Debbie lay with her head on my chest as my cock softened in her pussy. We had just finished an orgasmic ride together and...
Hannah loved being gagged, but not when it was because she was scraping rotten wood off the walls of her bedroom. The cloth over her mouth and foggy working goggles were miserable to wear, but it kept her from inhaling mould or going blind from flying wood bits. Work crews, too busy with the rest of the ship and too ugly to fuck, left her with little choice....
I awoke to the aluminum synchronicity once again today, the grinding, rhythmic screech of robot on robot physicality. Yeah, I know what everyone says, they are inanimate objects, fully digital with no emotion and certainly no libido. Well I don't care what anyone says, I for the third time this week I woke up in the morning to the freakish sounds of robot se...
1 Jets of blue flame erupted silently from maneuvering rockets as a small, sleek, white space shuttle approached a field of debris from the damaged transport ship, Kraton. Carefully, the craft’s pilot picked her way through floating chunks of metal, plastic, and cabling, past the occasional coffee pot, spoon or framed photograph, beyond the rent and twisted...
Continuation of a personal fiction involving Ketna, a human female, and Vazaroust, a male alien courtesan, developing a more personal connection. ***** Ketna's awkward anonymous setup served its purpose, even if it was a bit obtuse at times. It had been a few weeks since her first few appointments, and it was reassuring that nothing irrevocable happened in...
Sorry if any of you have been waiting long for this, the final part of 'Asteroid Patrol', but I was waiting for a reasonable storyline to occur to me. ****** I was just finishing reading the days reports when my Senior Pilot and friend, Sergeant Stacey Grainger, came into my office. Glancing up, I told her to sit down as I was nearly done. She looked a bi...
Just a little parody I did for fun. Day of launch April 11 – NASA Mission Control Center, Houston "Looks like Mr. Kranz has pulled out the old needle and thread again," some of the flight controllers muttered, as a large white package landed on the flight director's desk. "The last one looks like she'd bought it from a gypsy." "Ah well you can't argue wi...