Simone's tale started in the excellent story "The Casting Couch" by Dark8264 (https://chyoa.com/story/The-Casting-Couch.9695) I did her casting here (https://chyoa.com/chapter/A-petite-redheaded-coed%2C-trying-to-make-ends-meet.835736) if you want to catch up but it didn't feel right to carry her story on there. She met the objectives of that story...
This is part 3 of a series and it is highly recommended that you read the first two parts in order to understand the characters. As usual all comments are welcomed and encouraged. *** In the ensuing months, Amy and I still went to the rugby club once a fortnight for the home game. We were acutely aware of how embarrassed we both were, when Amy bared her b...
Chapter 1: Disappearance "Something's wrong" Sierra said more to herself than anything. Sierra moved quickly across the room to the telephone that hung on the wall. The phone rang as she put her hand on it. She looked pale, as her trembling hand picked up the receiver. "Hello?" Sierra said "Person to Person call for Sierra Jones" a static filled voice an...
Once upon a time there was a Genuinely Naughty, Tenderly Sneaky, Intensely Persistent, Totally Non-Creepy Stalker. His name was Dill. Or Tom. Depending on who was asking. One day, while he was on HotOrWhat? trolling for pretty women to stalk, he came across a picture of Princess Ginger. Then he came again. And then he clicked Yes, to indicate that he would...
Chapter 17-My Lovely Stalker Girlfriend Akira and Sayako had been dating for a month and a half now, and Akira was starting to get the hang of things. Despite Sayako being generally creepy and possessive, and having a mother who acted just like her but only scarier, and having three little sisters who acted more like actual centipedes than little monster gi...
There are certain things I just cannot tolerate, and the everyday racism of older white Canadians toward immigrants of color like myself is one of them. My name is Ayaan Ismail and I'm a young Somali-Canadian Muslim woman living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I attend Algonquin College and work as a cleaner part-time at one of Ottawa's university campuses....
This is a work of fiction mixed with reality. It's my first posted story here so be nice! ------------------------------------------ Well, maybe I should begin by telling you all a bit about myself and where this story leads. My name is Carly, I'm a 22 year old college student and I do odd jobs, such as baby-sitting, to help pay the bills. I'm about 5'10",...
This is a continuation of my first story "The Beginning". Thanks to all the feedback. I have tried to improve.. Please keep your comments coming.. The other guys then one by one colored my face and in return I put color on them. There were 5-6 of them, and a few were bold enough to go beyond my neck. I was a little taken aback, but for some reason extreme...
Gregory knew that for the start-up to succeed, everything had to be perfect. There was a synergy that came from the closeness of minds and bodies. So he formed a real, fermenting, creative community. He rented a mountain villa which had enough bedrooms for all the project partners to sleep in, plus a pool, gym, and domestic help. They would be able to live i...
"Listen, bozo, I like some girls and certain guys, yeah, I am bisexual, but I don't want anything to do with a creepy bozo like you," I said to my stalker, Geoffrey Paddock, and the skinny, Dashiki-wearing, decidedly effeminate Jamaican bozo looked at me with wide eyes, looking a bit frightened by my response. Without bothering to wait for the creep's respon...