Credit here to my friend and fellow author EM Kay (Marina Kelly) who helped with the story and kept me on the straight and narrow and of course did all the editing so thanks Marina.... A few days later I picked up my new guitar and it was perfect. Walking home you couldn't wipe the smile off my face. I locked myself in my room and spend the rest of the nigh...
Valerie stood before her bookshelf, admiring her treasures from another stay on Earth. She had a fetish for the old things, so primitive with their paper pages and space consuming form factor. They were cumbersome inefficient relics of the past, and she cherished them. The shelf was a creaky antique piece, hewn from the flesh of an Earth pine. To carve furn...
Pt.6 — The Road by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ Part 6 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) – from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the si...
Pleasure in darkness. My brain is foggy and I can feel myself struggling to wake up. Struggling because it feels like I weigh a ton. Fragments of the night before flash teasingly through my brain like a kinetoscope without a soundtrack. Sex. Claws. Fangs. Fur. Little flashes of memory whirling 'round and 'round as I try to make sense of things. There's a ......
A very heartfelt Thank You to ErikThread for his fabulous editing. His skills make your reading pleasure better. His cold eyes looked out the window of the dingy room at the busy street below the hotel. When he turned from the window the coldness did not leave, nor did the hardness of his mouth relax. Tomorrow he would face, across a courtroom, the man who...
Terry Pellegrin had been well liked at Latham Construction Supplies, and the proof of that was the boss had approved a farewell lunch in his honor. Bertie Latham would have had to come down from Dallas to process his exit anyway, but if he had left on anything less than good terms, Bertie would not have fed him. They ate at a Teppanyaki restaurant near the...
Healed after a car crash but still shaken from losing his job as an attorney, although well compensated financially for the dismissal, Andre Vallier locked up his apartment and headed west. His disgrace was being convicted for drunken driving and destroying an 1889 statue in Northcote City's civic square, Andre traveled to Bedford by bus because he couldn't...
Hey all! This chapter is much longer and I hoped you enjoy. The new chapter will be out soon. ~Taryn * Kim woke up the next morning in her bed with the sunlight beaming in her face. She sat upright and rubbed her eyes, cursing herself for not closing the blinds last night. 'Wait, how did I even get home last night?' she asked herself. Shit. She couldn't...
First let me thank you all for the votes and emails. And as I've said before, this is not meant to be the next great novel, so if that's what you're looking for, I'm sorry to disappoint. I started it wanting to do a running chronicle that spans years like a soap opera, so it may never actually reach a satisfactory end for some people. With that in mind, if y...
Hi all! I just wanted to let everybody know that I super appreciated the feedback I received on the last chapter. It's always difficult starting a new project, and I was a bit nervous about this one. That, and picking an Arachne as a story focus is very hot for some, not so much for others :P I did work very hard to keep the era realistic, but if you spot...