[The following is inspired and coauthored by Wendy] This is a story about a real person and her adventures. I met Wendy's husband Bill before meeting her. We were at the bar of a strip club watching this beautiful woman with big tits, a shaved pussy and awesome ass, strip and then rub her pussy and butt on any thing she could get her legs around. Her finest...
Hedran's face had drained of it's color. Vivian's eyes were cast downwards. The two of them sat in silence, slowly coming to grips with the cruel reality before them. By tomorrow morning, their best friend/brother would be dead. Daylily, meanwhile, looked contemplative for a moment. As the machine switched from suction to mixing for a cycle, the homunculus b...
Publisher's Note: The following is the unedited and unabridged diaries of Penelope Maidenhead, female adventurer and Hysteria sufferer. For those unfamiliar with the disease Hysteria was a condition discovered by Victorian doctors that explained much of the feminine propensity for lack of emotional control, and illogical behaviour. One of the most unfortunat...
Author's Note: This story does not have any actual sex yet, although there is mutual masturbation as well as cunnilingus. Enjoy! ------------------------------------- Dear Diary, I met this guy named Luke last night... he was SO cute. Really fun too, we met at the party and he just automatically started taking care of me, making sure that I always had a...
(Writers note: I'm combing days 5 and 6 since they're the same basic premise and day 5 will be pretty short so adding day 6 to it will, hopefully make up for that.) ***** Day 5: "Dear diary I dreamed about Grant last night. Nothing sexual, just a nice romantic picnic...I can't wait until this months over so i can see him again. I guess I have to press o...
"This is so cliché." Gareth thought as he escorted his mother out of the car. Looking at the cloudy morning sky. "Mom? Can you explain to me one more time why we are doing this?" Ariana Hendricks did not answer right away, she was scanning the parking lot for a woman that would fit the description that was given to her. "Gareth, please understand that th...
Dear diary, It's been a long time hasn't it? So much has happened since I last wrote. I broke up with Ken about 2 months ago. At first I cried about it a lot, but I'm finally feel like my old self again. By the end of our relationship he was trying to full on, crazy-person control me. Ken would tell me I wasn't allowed to wear certain clothes because they s...
This story was caught, filleted, and cooked in the FishTank. Final seasoning, before presentation, was added under the supervisor of Master Chef MatTwassel. Once upon a time in a drab and dreary bank, at a nondescript desk worked a plain and rather ordinary woman named Helen. As supervisor of the safety deposit vault, Helen conducted the business of banking...
Dear Diary, Much has occurred since the last time I wrote. For a while I believed that I may never be able to write again, so distressed was I by the events about which I will shortly tell you. You know already that I have been betrothed to marry Josiah, and that our wedding was to be today. But, dearest diary, woe is me! Let me take you to the moment, the...
Chapter one. Gwen picked up the mail from the mat, closed the front door behind with her foot and flicked the switch, turning on the main light. She dropped her coat over the back of the hall chair, next to the phone and stepped into the living room, kicking off her shoes and wriggling her toes in the pile of the carpet as she went. It had been a long day,...