"The process," Dr. Willover spoke into her lapel mike as she made minor adjustments on the computer, "while not perfected is, I believe, in the final stages of development." The doctor adjusted her glasses, peered at the display. The wire frame image of the cat reflected in her emerald eyes. Satisfied by what she saw, she continued speaking, causing the idle...
Chapter 1 The question often asked, is our existence preordained; is our life mapped out for us? I've always presumed that life and its events, from creation to the present day has been a series of accidents. Extinction of the dinosaur was probably the most famous event, caused by an asteroid colliding with the Earth, or so they say. Closer to home, consid...
Chapter 1: The Day of Infamy The alarm clock on the nightstand by the bed read 11:14. It was Monday morning as I sat alone in the hotel room. But, Damn! I was feeling just great! It had taken the entire weekend locked away in this Boise Idaho hotel room to finish the report. A warm feeling of relief washed over me as my mind replayed the past two weeks sp...
"There's two of you?!" Dana gasped in alarm, before Rachel elbowed her in the ribs. Alyssa had reached Irillith by this point, and she knelt next to the Maliri girl, pulling her into a hug. She shot Dana a disapproving look, and the redhead was shamefaced at her outburst. Reaching out through Irillith's grief stricken thoughts, Alyssa spoke to her in a co...
Author's note: This entire story is posted only on literotica.com. Any other public posting without my permission in writing is a violation of my copyright. —— 1 —— Tom Rechtmann stepped into Tony's and looked around. The restaurant was designed for casual dining—it was licensed for beer and wine, but nothing stronger—a...
Chapter Eight Ginger Olsen was a mixture of the cute girl next door and a very high-end escort all rolled up in one beautiful and enticing package, Carson thought, as he stood across the hotel lobby waiting for her to finish checking in. She was five-eleven, muscular, graceful, had naturally radiant copper-colored hair, sparkling blue eyes, and was full of...
They call them Istanza. The word is derived from a long-forgotten language, a language whose origins are lost in the depths of time. None are left who speak the language in its entirety, but there are a select few who understand the handful of words that are still used. * * * 1: Finding Silra Leeann watched the ceremony with a keen awareness of her own gr...
This is a bodyswap story with a twist. The erotica in this tale focuses exclusively on straight sex (a rarity for my works, I know) though there are homosexual elements to the story because of how the plot develops. If you're looking for an instant erotica fix, this probably isn't the story for you but I guarantee it pays off eventually. This is my first ent...
Pulling up to Emma's house I waited in the Astra and put some music on. It was one of the cleaner streets I had been on. There were trees where I had parked, saplings held with stakes in the earth, one every forty metres on both pavements. The bins had been put out for tomorrow. I saw a fluttering of curtains in the window of Emma's house and recognised th...
Okay, What are we giving you this week? Well this one is a little odd. There are so many elements in this story that it could go into a lot of different categories. There's of course some cheating both real and imagined. There's some action and adventure. There are alligators, incest, abuse and a whole lot more but mostly it's a romance, though an odd one. O...