The following is a work of erotic fiction and includes scenes of sexual activity. It includes characters that are copyrighted by Josh Whedon and Mutant Enemy. This story is intended for the non-commercial enjoyment of fans and should be considered a parody. No copyright infringement is intended and no profit will be made from the distribution of this story....
Day Three: I had nightmares that night. I don't remember the details, just flashy images. Blood, darkness, violence. You would be forgiven for assuming bad dreams were common place these days with the world the state that it's in, but for me nightmares were always a rarity and a bit of a shock. I lay there in the dark, trying to calm myself and working the...
*Yet another story I wrote for my lady a while back, this one is a little particular. You'll see what I mean. Do leave a comment or a favorite if you want to see more like this, and I do take requests (If I like the ideas) so feel free to contact me too. Enjoy* P1 The northern winds blow across the snow covered hills just outside of town, the sun reflect...
"Dude. What the fuck?" All I could do was shrug helplessly as I got back in my car. Fortunately, Kelk wasn't pissed, he was just confused. "No, seriously man, what the fuck?" he continued. "I mean, I'm used to people not seeing me, but that's when I'm supposed to be invisible, not when I'm in the middle of a conversation with them! It's like, as soon as...
Mike Landis wasn't going to go to the Halloween university reunion party, not originally. He had no desire to see his old university associates and he suspected the feeling was mutual. And there was always the thing hanging over him... Then something happened. Landis examined himself in the full length mirror. Perfect, he thought. The top was exactly the r...
Hey, guys sorry it took so long for this submission. I made it longer xD! Comments and criticism is welcome, still looking for an editor! As always I hope you enjoy! -Rum ***** Dear Diary, The first few weeks were the roughest. The worst of it was the tattoo man who came in to permanently ingrain my time in slavery with a caged bird on my thigh wrapped...
Dehsod watched as his subjects unloaded the booty from the crippled transport. Slaves bearing boxes and containers of various shapes and sizes made an almost constant stream of bodies through the linked airlocks. He barely noticed them, they were of no more importance than the machinery several of them used to transport those items to heavy for human muscles...
Preface: When I discovered erotica on the internet over a decade ago, almost all the stories were written by Americans or Europeans. The few Indian stories were a mishmash of hurriedly described fantasies in bad grammar. The only exception was an author named Mary Jorsay Gandmar. The deliciously dirty Hindi pun in the name is indicative of her body of work -...
Hello all. Sorry it's been so long, but this is my new brainchild. I hope it reaches your expectations and, be warned, I couldn't find an editor... so I did the best I could. I have been working hard on my writing and writing styles so I hope you find it easier to follow. If anyone has any suggestions for an editor, please share them with me. Comments and f...
The path was dark and hidden, with the shadows of trees and stones marking it unsafe for travel. Evil echoed from the knotted branches with such warning the birds refused to nest. For the best part of five generations, insects and snakes were the only inhabitants of the Vár Forest. With the exception of Sholdaeth Tiernan. Shol's feet barely grazed th...