Res Lycanthropi ("On the Matter of Weres") ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ This is background information for the 'Baxterverse,' the series of stories begun by lilgirlsix. She and I now write them together. Though I wrote this and am posting it under my own name, know that lilgirlsix has approved its content. (In our partnership, Weres fall under her jurisdiction. ^^) I...
LXXIXSick and SoreLindiwe2069 Although this was by no means the first time in her life that Lindiwe had been ill, she'd never before felt as desperately sick as she was now. Her luck had run out. The Buffalo Pox that had spread across England as it had the rest of Europe, Africa and Asia had finally chased her down. The horrible boils of pus on her face and...
The last day of Gort, Village Woodhaven: 9pm "I know she looks innocent. And sweet. And helpless. But she'll breed the Velvet Nocturne same as all the other scum we're hunting, and don't you forget it." He glanced to his compatriot, his trainee, then down at the pale, fragile looking little girl at his feet. "Sorry honey, it's nothing personal; just doing m...
LXXVISick and SoreEugenie2102 For all her life until now and especially after having travelled south to London, Eugenie had lived in fear and dread of gangs and most especially gang members. Wasn't gang culture just one of the many reasons why everything was shit these days? Rape, violence, theft and murder: no one could pretend there was anything virtuous...
This Story takes place in an alternate Earth. This version of Earth is currently in the Year 2043. The Tech level only being slightly more advanced in most technologies due set backs from the crises of the 2020's. Despite this the world has made significant strides in the field of Trans Dimensional travel. They have started a new program in which they pull p...
Fear gripped the world as the virus spread, the stock market crashed and with it life as we knew it changed. The dollar was nearly worthless, barter and trade became the currency of our country again and at the top of it sex was prized most valuable. Two-thirds of the world's female population perished when the contagion was released, now women found themsel...
I watched his cock dripping with his semen (and some of my own juices, to be completely honest) after he had been giving me the most sensuous pleasure imaginable. I considered myself very fortunate in finding Jeff. He is the first man I could send an SMS that I wanted him and he would make the journey to come to me without making a fuss about being "told wha...
Anyway, it's late in the day and they are by the lilly encrusted lake on a blanket. The scent of the raspberry ripple roses heady and heavy, compounded by the full bloom that he is using to lazily caress her body. Brushing her nipples, thighs, neck, everywhere. His hand is moving the stem almost reflexively. She is on her back, hands behind her hair, one leg...
TxM6-- Taxi Murders Murder 'Cross the Bridge Taxi man Henry Whitman drove the George Washington Memorial Bridge 20 times every day. West to east and return -- the span creaked under him. He had predicted long ago that someday the bridge would fall down like "Humpty-Dumpy." He never tired of the span during early morning hours. Sometimes the sky was an alm...
Pt.3 Janey sat on her captains chair and dried her hair. She had just had a shower in an attempt to clean off the thick blue cum that had exploded from her endowed-to-the-point-of-bursting - crewmate. 'Georgina, explain to me what the fuck is going on. Why are your tits still so big your zipper looks like it'll bust, and why were your tits the size of you...