VOYAGER UNCENSORED # 7: "24/Seven", Part III My name is toilet. I had become the ultimate toilet, engineered by Seven of Nine to be the perfect living waste receptacle. This is the story of how we changed the world... * * * * * Diary of a toilet Year 2 "Expanding the experiment" * * * * * By my second year as Seven's toilet, Janeway was clearly impres...
She was finishing up the laundry when she heard his car pull into the driveway. She was getting tired of him having to work on Saturdays and could remember the time last month when she had punished him for neglecting her. A smile crossed her face, just remembering how she had him spread eagled on the bed and restrained while she massaged and teased his assho...
Chapter 02: The Morning After Waking up to the fragrant musk of his wife's hair, Adi buried his nose deeper into the source of that pleasurable scent. He found his hands still cupping Ilyana's breasts and his palms sweated from fondling her magnificent globes. Kneading them until her nipples stiffened, he then pinched them, which roused the Zamoran from her...
Once again, you may find more enjoyment if you read the earlier chapters first, but that is not necessary. There is some dealing with bodily functions, so those offended by that should read no further. All characters are over 18. Fetishes and some discipline are of course significant in this story, but be aware that this story involves lesbian relationships...
Your name is Jessica. You abruptly wake up from a peaceful slumber thanks to the sound of your own gurgling stomach, and you quickly realize that you need to poop. You groggily stare at the ceiling for a few seconds as you reflect on your decision to eat at that suspiciously cheap Chinese restaurant for dinner last night. You rise from your comfy bed and slo...
I'm Vietnamese by birth. I came to America as a teenager, and I can't imagine ever leaving. The American people are the finest people in the world: cheerful, hard-working, generous to a fault, and almost too hospitable to be believed. I couldn't quite believe what I'd been told about America until I got here. Even today it sometimes seems unreal. I even fou...
My name is Stefan Maguire Brown and I'm not just a six-foot-two, lean and muscular, handsome black man. I'm also a dam good doctor. Everyday, I try my best to heal the men and women who come before me. It's not an easy job. Especially since this is 1967 and I'm the first African-American doctor the town of Silverman, Illinois, has ever seen. Oh, well. Doctor...
Thank you for reading my story. I hope you enjoy it. *** Amy read the letter for the fourth time. It seemed she was now the proud owner of 51.5 acres in a place called Bullhead Missouri. It seemed her uncle Roger on her father's side had suddenly passed away from a heart attack. Enclosed were several photos showing a pretty medium size house with a pretty...
In their college dorm the two teen sisters, presented a united front, standing up for each other. Both spectacularly beautiful, they triggered a lot of envy in less lovely girls, who often schemed to spite them. So they frequently needed to defend each other. But at home the sisters never ceased to bicker, always finding something to argue about, usually som...
Her mind wandered as she made her way through the late afternoon traffic. This had been another difficult year and she cursed at the thought of having been laid off work. On a brighter note, her interview with Belgian Insurance had gone quite well, but again she cursed at their requirement for a pre-employment physical exam. They hadn't wasted any time arra...