Dear Reader: This is part 1 of a 4 part story. All four parts are written and will be posted sequentially. This is not one of my "normal" genres (check out my lesbian, shemale, and incest stories). I am not sure if I am cut out for non-human stories, but I wanted a change of pace in my writing. Let me know what you think. If you readers think I have a knack...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This story contains fantastical depictions of intersex and transgender individuals, unrealistic sizes, and unrealistic activities involving those sizes. If that's not your cup of tea, read no further! - Abbigale ***** Part 1: On The Road Again The little black coupe wheezed up to the curb in front of the Lazy Daze Motel, ticking and hi...
Thank you Steve(@ciaosteve) for making my story look perfect. Thank you to all readers, especially Ashok, who had been waiting for the next part of Ankita. This chapter has sex between a consenting male and female and has breastfeeding. If this is not your taste, then avoid reading further. Comments, both good and bad, are always invited as that will help...
Chapter 2 The next day, April was up early. One of the downsides of using a convention to flush out a target was that someone actually had to run a convention, and given she was posing as someone with responsibilities, she had to be seen actually fulfilling those responsibilities. Particularly when the mark expected to see her doing so. So, in effect, April...
Chapter 1: The Marathon Early morning, southern California in early autumn, a lovely crisp Saturday, perfect running temperature. Her first marathon, now just ten minutes to the starting gun. Carrie had wheeled up and down the sidelines to warm up, felt reasonably composed mentally, and ready physically. She glanced down at her registration number: she'd...
(Revised 8/24/2020) Some readers might not find this a comfortable read. Yes, there's eroticism. Yes, there's sex. But there's also mental anguish, pain, fear, overwhelming joy, and heartbreak. As you read this, think of yourself as someone sitting and listening to a monologue. Maybe you're a counselor or a very, VERY trusted friend . . . or something els...
I knew it was a dream because everyone and everything around me was behaving perfectly. It was an ordered universe based upon a simpler, more refined Newtonian physics, minus the jumble of relativity. The planets moved according to the inexorable laws of gravitation and the earth itself stood apart as a splendid sapphire in the black firmament above. From...
*Note to readers: This story deals with the fetish of smoking. If you don't find that appealing, please find another story you'll enjoy more. ***** "Where's Mandy, Daddy?" "I wanted to tuck you in tonight myself, honey. Is that okay?" "Of course it is! You're my daddy." Mandy loved watching him with his daughter. He was so caring, and that was one of th...
Hall pass Two. IT STARTS: chapter 1 My name is Russ. My wife's name is Susan. I can't even begin to understand why she would want to do what she did. I still looked at her and wondered what on Earth I was lacking to make her do such a thing. I know it had to be me. I had to be lacking, for her to do what she wanted. Just a few days ago, I watched,...
Shortly after, we find lead singer Mark hoisting a portable recorder onto his shoulder, and focusing close on ensign Cumming's face. The navigator was wearing an orange business suit with a yellow tie, stylishly cut. Where he obtained said suit would forever be a mystery, such as the timeless enigma centering around the true identity of George Washington's i...