Ushia exited the taxi in front of a major company headquarters. Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she approached the entrance. Her short skirt revealed her long legs, trim and toned, encased in hose. The doorman wore sunglasses and she couldn't see his eyes. But Ushia knew his eyes were following her as her breasts jiggled beneath her woman's business sui...
"Hun, come look at this news story I just found on the internet." "What's it about, Babe?" "It's about our favorite topic, X-CHANGE. You know how those stories on Literotica are our favorite fantasy? Well, it looks like maybe our fantasy is becoming scientific reality!" "No way!" "Well, see for yourself. This biochemist in San Francisco has started build...
Angelika - Like an angel Truda - Fighting woman Varick - Protecting Ruler Harman - Man of the army ------------------ Alan sighed, it had been a week so far and still no one was getting where he wanted them to be. Appearing near the training area he watched as Madde and Angelika were flying across the road into the woods. Shaking his head he'd thought t...
Chapter 5 After the shower, Rick, Jessica, and I were all a bit drained and we drifted off to sleep in each other's arms. We must have slept for an eternity, or so it felt, because I awoke to a good season or so ahead of what we had watched. We would have to circle back and not just for Jessica's benefit. I really got back into the Walking Dead and so did R...
As always, constructive comments are welcome and appreciated. And please remember this is a work of fiction and not a docu-drama. It's been said that there's a fine line somewhere between love and hate. I read an online post once that said human emotions can easily slip from one extreme to the other. Perhaps that's true. At one time, I loved my wife dearly...
Jenna's throat burned from all the screaming she'd been doing, for all the good it'd done. She wanted something to drink. Hell, while she was at it, she wanted someone to untie her hands, shackled above her head, and let her go. Her arms had long since gone numb and pretty soon she'd need a bathroom. She startled at the sound of the door opening and whipped...
As Always first things first. I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. I'll add that we don't always see eye to eye, so I take full responsibility for any cock-ups in this story. * The idea for this short story came from reading stories by two other writers, my friend Dynamite Jacks "...
Our story begins with the seemingly humble Drosophila bifurca, otherwise known as the fruit fly. The Department of Entomology and Nematology at UC Davis is researching and observing the life cycle of the fruit fly. We have a team of graduate students clamoring for the prized position of research assistant to one Dr. Witt. It seems the research position has g...
I'm pissed, mad, aggravated and whatever other adjectives you want to use that are negative. I can't believe what she did to me. My so-called wonderful girlfriend and future wife took what I thought was a good relationship and threw it down a toilet. Let me start at the beginning: Sheila and I met at a private party. I was nineteen at the time and she was t...
Your earliest known memory is of your mother. A Homosapien harvested from the third planet in the Sol system. A planet whose people call it, Earth. The scientists from your planet harvested a breeding pair of healthy young Humans with the hope of bridging the gap between your species. Your native species, the Melke, has been slowly dying off for generations...