World-famous cook book author, celebrity chef and media personality Paula Deen sat in the office of her psychiatrist, Dr. Roselyn Angelique, and fidgeted slightly in the comfortable couch on which she sat. Things weren't going well for the Queen of Southern Cooking. Ever since that lawsuit by a Black female ex-manager of one of her restaurants hit the nation...
Choose 2: Life Edition - The Final Round Standard disclaimer this story includes transformation, growth, shrinking, sexual situations and other fetish themes in the form of a board game. If you should not be reading this, I urge you to turn back now, but if you came looking for that sort of thing I welcome you to the Part 2 of Choose 2: Life Edition. Howeve...
Choose 2: Life Edition Standard disclaimer this story includes transformation, growth, shrinking, sexual situations and other fetish themes in the form of a board game. If you should not be reading this, I urge you to turn back now, but if you came looking for that sort of thing I welcome you to the first part of Choose 2: Life Edition. Any feedback is alwa...
The companies and products in this are invented names. ***** "Hi, I'm from the CBMorph Corporation. can I tell you about our new product range quickly?" asked the charming smart trendy young woman, stopping my girlfriend, Kim and I on the way to the shops. She opened her pamphlet, and my face dropped at what I saw. Kim beamed a big smile. In front of us w...
Trevor was pretty much at his wits end. Sure, he'd planned this night out with his friends weeks in advance, the stress of his job and everything else that was going on had necessitated it. But that didn't mean that he was any readier to have a night with them than he was to just relax at home with a beer in his hand. Actually at this point, fuck the beer an...
"I've been a bad, bad girl," she thought, humming the tune as she slid into the shower, "I've been careless with a delicate man..." He hadn't even seen her coming. It was boring, toying with rednecks in dive bars while her husband watched, his hands in some girl's quivering crotch, the drinks flowing fast and the bad music faster, the fringes of friend-cir...
A little story for the 2019 Halloween event. I truly love the Halloween season. It's that time of the year when I can mix my drugs haphazardly, and people willingly accept my strange behavior. Enjoy the season people. Don't let the world pass you by. If you need your stories to adhere to reality, then hit backspace now. Please read my profile for my stanc...
Note: All characters are over the age of 18. Dear Diary, Does anyone even keep such things anymore? I suppose since I am using password protected computer files, you are not truly a diary. But what are you then? An electronic journal of a fucked up mind I suppose. But that is too long to type each day, so how about we just keep to 'diary?' You realise, of...
A stressful day at work, a slow drive home in the pouring rain combined with the feeling I was developing a cold. I was not in much of a mood when I parked on my drive and got another soaking running to my door. I thought that the usual therapeutic effect of a welcome cuddle from my wife Cheryl would not be enough to cheer me up. Boy was I wrong. Cheryl did...
I woke up the next morning, still with thoughts of what I saw in the bathroom the other night and the exciting urges throughout my body. It seemed as if everyone was already up and around the house, so I decided to get up and do my daily morning tests that I was forced to do ever since the accident. I went into the bathroom and removed all of my clothes acc...