The worst time for driving a cab is around 4am. The clubs have emptied, the party goers are tucked up in bed, either their own or somebodies else's and its too early for the working man to need a ride. I was parked up at the side of the road, just counting down the time till I could call it a night. The wipers were fighting a loosing battle against the heav...
Mark had passed out from the creature stimulating every inch of his skin, keeping him subdued and controlled as it carried him across the ground. Waking up and opening his eyes Mark could feel his body being jostled under the creature as it carried him. Urghh... where is it taking me? The creature, while carrying its newly captured cargo was careful to...
Dear Reader: This is part 1 of a 4 part story. All four parts are written and will be posted sequentially. This is not one of my "normal" genres (check out my lesbian, shemale, and incest stories). I am not sure if I am cut out for non-human stories, but I wanted a change of pace in my writing. Let me know what you think. If you readers think I have a knack...
Liza walked in her front door, snow following her in and coming to rest on the hard wood floor in front of the stairs. She closed the door and locked it. Shivering, she took off her scarf and coat, appreciating the warmth of the house. Shaking her short red hair with her hands the snow fell to the floor and disappeared. It was late. Liza was hungry, cold, a...
In the darkness of the forest the woman ran, her heart hammering a pounding rhythm in her chest. Her body trembled—her skirts, torn and ragged, were wet with dew, and her face, drawn tight with fear, had gone pale and wan. She could feel her panic rising—a flood of nerves that threatened to consume her—but as she flattened herself behind a large, mossy tree,...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consentual or reluctant sex. Allie Green fancied herself to be a pretty good, not to mention artistic, photographer. Throughout high school, she would take pictures of herself and her friends at parties, like most teenage girls, but she'd also just wander around her town, taking more composed, artistic photos...
It swam in a frenzy, instinctively knowing that it was about to be fed. Half a dozen assistants, and the lead researcher, Prof. Hynes, stood at the observation window, watching the creature circle in the chamber below. "And this is what we are calling a Tyrannus Temptatur, which for those with a good grounding in Latin, means 'Tyrant Feeler'," said Richard H...
Megan woke up without knowing where she was. It was dark and humid and the floor felt cold and wet against her back. There was a soft light coming from the ceiling but it was different from the normal radiance of a light bulb. She looked more carefully, realizing that the light was coming from some sort of worm attached to a stone wall. Megan was in a cave!...
My name used to be Samantha. I don't think I have a name anymore, though. Maybe just a title, or some kind of file number used to keep track of me. I can't be sure, as my masters do not speak my language. Even if I could tell them my name, I doubt they would listen. They are very strict in their use of me, and they consider my needs very little. I have come...
Chapter 1-The Hidden City part 1 "So this ancient city of...what was it called again, Gina?" Gina sighed softly, getting ready to repeat the information-AGAIN-to her younger sister, a sister that was apparently only partially paying partial attention to what Gina was saying as she looked at a fashion magazine. "Like I said the last three times Brittany,...