For Sam, there was something slightly intimidating about large corporations. Perhaps it was the vast, open spaces of marble and brass elevators, the enormous windows overlooking from the 17th story an immaculate plaza below. Perhaps it was the power suits, and the executives downing an egg roll as they listened intently to their messages on cell phones like...
Chapter 1 Riddick leaned forwards on the metal railings, and inhaled the cool night air. The day had been a hot one but now, late in the evening, it was pleasantly cool. Riddick felt calm; even he needed to unwind just for a short while. The drink in his hand was the weapon of choice and the sounds drifting from the hotel’s bar told him that others were als...
It was a blood bath. His stomach throbbed from the beating he had just received. Why, oh, why did he sign up for this? Yes this brutality was of his own choosing. He lived for this. He lived for the fight; the blood. A cracked rib here; a fractured wrist there. A broken jaw was his favorite. When his fist makes contact with his opponents face and that crack...
"The bike ride..." "What's the bike ride?" Sara knew intrigue was apparent on her face and her ignorance made her look stupid. But who cared? Jenna, best friend number one, wasn't one to judge. "Come on... Every love story has a bike ride. The guy rides the bike and the girl is behind him and they—" "I'd rather be on a motorcycle. It's much faster and bik...
Peeking mischievously into the mirror I lick my lips to moisten them before applying gloss and blowing myself a furtive seductive little kiss. A subtle application of makeup would keep people guessing I smiled secretly to myself. My skin tingled as I imagined seeing You Mistress. Your summons had sent be scurrying to prepare myself as per Your wishes. I sta...
Inez braced herself for the onslaught of a hot platter of soft-scrambled eggs, bacon, home fries and toast as waitress Janine seemed to be perfecting her flying disc toss to an imaginary canine seated at the table. Blessed with quick reflexes, Inez unfolded her white napkin and used it to shield her face and prevent first-degree burns from the greasy strips...
Author Note: This is just a short story that popped in my head. I've had a hard time getting editors to review things prior to submission, so the mistakes are whatever the word processor missed. There is no sex in this...just a horrible, sad situation. Comments are welcome and I won't be offended if you think it's crap. My name is James Hallowell. I'm an av...
My heartbeat accelerated as I drove up the dirt path that lead to the house that I had been so anxious to see. I had spent the last day and a half imagining and picturing what she had done with the place. Would she have the big, open spaces she had always talked about? The beautiful master bathroom with the clawfoot tub she dreamed about? The driveway made a...
Author's notes: Welcome to my third Fucking Fairytale! I hope you'll like it, and please rate and leave a comment! A warning: while it would've been simple enough to transform this fairytale with just regular crossdressing, this version contains magical transformations and dick-girls, and if that's not your thing, I suggest trying something else. --- Once...
-Katie It has been 2 months and slowly Jim has faded away. It all started when I asked him, "I'm curious to see how you feel things are going?" I could tell he wasn't comfortable answering the question. He hid behind humor and called me his girl. Jim was excellent at talking but not saying anything, committing but not to a timeline. I thought it was fair...