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My Metaphor

by hyperpress on Dec 24, 2018
Fetish

The audience drops into a continuing story written in first person POV (mostly). The following based on a true story. Given enough time, any question that occurs to the reader shall be answered, eventually. * I woke the next day, showered, put on a comfortable chemise, a microfiber and nylon blend thong and open toed sandals, made some coffee and sat down...

All Because of a Photoshop Morph

by MrIllusion on Sep 25, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Edited by: Pope1944. Thanks! * Note: If you've read some of my other stories, you may have already met Aria, Nella and Ian. This isn't a sequel or prequel to the other stories. Instead the names are just the fictitious ones I use for the same real life people that have inspired these characters. This is a brand new story not connected at all to the others....

The School Ch. 03

by NeighbourhoodSuccubus on Mar 6, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The drive back was quiet with Zamuel's mother at the wheel while he stared at his palm, Rezero's number written on it in thick marker. He thought he'd get a permanent blush from what he's seen in the last hour and still felt his ears burn under his long hair. No doubt Leiana smelled his sweat and his paranoid mind also added 'and the smell of sex' to it. Sh...

The Mission

by Robotman1974 on Sep 13, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Chapter 1 - Rochelle's Visit Rochelle came to a stop beside the doorway, with her face inches away from the scanner. The scanner made a few beeps, then said in an electronic female sounding monotone "SCANNING." A grid of red laser light fell upon Rochelle's unmoving face while the scanner made some more computerized noises. "SCANNING COMPLETE." said the...

Deanna's Surprise Pt. 03

by Gorgo on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Deanna's Surprise Part 3: Rayven by Gorgo **** **** **** With C&C from D.B. Story **** **** **** WRITER'S NOTES: This part of the story takes place three weeks after Part Two. It is written in first person with Deanna's POV. Rayven's POV will be displayed in italics or framed with six asterixes at the start and end of the section. Enjoy! **** **** *...

Deanna's Surprise Pt. 02

by Gorgo on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

With C&C from D.B. Story **** **** **** (Herm/Bi-'bot, Bi-'bot/M-'bot, rom, oral, SciFi, ASFR) WRITER'S NOTES: This part takes place six weeks after Part One. It is written in first person with Deanna's POV. Marlenn's POV will be displayed in italics (in HTML format) or framed with six asterixes at the start and end of the section (in TXT format). Marlen...

Missing the Cut

by thrillerauthor on Sep 17, 2017
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

© 2003 by Thrillerauthor FORT WORTH, Texas - The eyes of the sporting world are on Annika Sorenstam today as she becomes the first woman golfer in over fifty years to play on the PGA tour. Although most of the men playing alongside her in the Colonial Open have been supportive, Denny Grimes has made no secret of his disdain. The diminutive Grimes, who has w...

First Contact Ch. 05

by NeighbourhoodSuccubus on Aug 13, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"How goes the project?" Mother asked as she stared out the glass wall of her personal office. Rey was in attendance, the Prime Daughter having perched herself on the desk while humming to herself and holding a leash. The leash was attached to Nevera who was completely nude and forced to sit on her knees. The guardian was flushed and in slight pain as she re...

Cookies & Cream Ch. 37

by RoseNostagia88 on Sep 28, 2020
Novels and Novellas

"Ginger Snap" All was peaceful on a Monday afternoon. Charles saw Hillary that day before one. She had on something casual, an unusual look for her. Her top was a blue striped tee with a gold chain belt. She had hug tight jeans with an anchor at the back pocket. And she had red sneakers. "Well, Hillary, is it casual day at your office?" "If you are referr...

K1MB3RLY M84U Pt. 01

by DZiegler on Aug 21, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Arthur closed his eyes and exhaled. Back against the trunk of a great pine, he held a rifle against his chest. He pulled out the worn magazine, examined it, and slotted it back into the gun. He did three Hail Marys and fervently grasped the collection of dog-tags hanging around his neck. He whispered to himself, "Three bullets left Arthur...make em count."...