Coffee. Just Coffee, we simply made the little run down the promenade to the store that Shelly and I had done so many times before. Uneventful stuff, but we both liked to get out and away from my tiny apartment. I suppose Shelly's life can be boring, there is very little work to do, the layout is plastic and sterile, designed to be easily cleaned and kept u...
It was hot and steamy as I arrived at the airport in Johannesburg for the long journey to Sydney, Australia. This was the beginning of a month-long holiday over Christmas from working in central Africa and I was overjoyed to be heading back to some normalcy and "civilisation." I checked in and was allocated my seat on the 747 right at the rear. Seating was...
The junk raced through my veins, icefire and numbing bliss, and in that moment of clarity I know I have to get out of here. Wild white roses sprinkle my vision, doing their best to block out the raunchy apartment I hid in. I almost smile, the muscles along my jaw clenching against the numbness. But then the roses start to bleed, blackened pus dripping down o...
Hello Doctor: I greatly pity that my first meaningful letter to a person of the opposite gender is not one of love or secret lust, but one of regrettable anguish and bordering on that vile emotion of hate. Since I was suddenly, brutally, and rudely hung up on, I will have to result to the only form of communication you will not respond to (Ah, what a blessi...
He was a normal man. Normal, well... as normal as he could be. As a man, he was well-endowed. His member was thick and long - but not over-doing it. His member was the perfect size to please a woman. And he had tentacles. Tentacles ranging from small to large; each with a sucker on the end of it and retractable teeth. He'd never used them on a woman; not o...
I had been watching him for longer than his mortal mind could have imagined, although he was only aware of me for the past few years. Tall, handsome, ambitious, he was everything that I craved, to satisfy this ancient longing that I could never shake. I had looked over him as a child, a quiet presence that I know he recognized, but could never identify. I sa...
I tossed my bag onto the small writing table located just inside the kitchen door, the smell of tonight's meal filled my nostrils. "Mmmm, smells good! What's the occasion?" "I've invited our guest to dine with us tonight. I thought we could use the entertainment." Our guest being the long departed grandson of our town's magistrate some years removed now. H...
She hated shopping for clothes. She always felt like nothing fit well—she had to look at a hundred things to find one. And she hated spending money on an expensive dress she would only wear once or twice a year. But she wanted a nice party dress, something she hadn't bought for herself in a long time. He was being patient, searching the racks, chasing down...
A Bewitched series fan fiction for mature audiences and set in an alternate universe. Synopsis: This is a retelling of the classic Bewitched Season 7 Episode 21(over all episode 221) story where Sam and Louise accidently trade places. In the original, the physical transfer takes place as the ladies are waking up and only witches like Sam and her mother can...
I was fresh out of college and luckily already had found myself a job in my chosen career path, which was advertising. It was a junior position for a large company, and with my new pay check I quickly packed up my stuff and moved out of my parent's home. I managed to get myself an adorable two bedroom apartment downtown close to the office. I felt so adult,...