Brash the Dragon hit the ground face first, skidded three meters, and came to a stop with his feet curled up against his shoulder blades. He lay there, groaning for a few seconds, then rolled around until he was merely on his face. "Ouchatronic..." he muttered. Then he sat up and gasped. The world had shifted. His perspective had changed. For most...
Hi folks. This story was edited by the incredible Mikothebaby. * * * * * * It was a typical Saturday in suburbia. Well, maybe it was typical for everyone else, but I was unfortunately having a garage sale. I hate fucking garage sales and like most guys, I'd rather have simply thrown the shit away. But my wife insisted. Even after I told her that we do...
[This story contains D/s, shaved pussies, nudity, oral sex, anal sex, ff, mf, mff, helplessness, forced orgasms, spanking, butt plugs, a chastity belt and at least three surprises. If any of those things will offend you go read some other story. It is not my intention to offend you. Please turn on your willing-suspension-of-disbelief so the three things that...
Here's hoping you enjoy my story! In any case, your comments, suggestions, and of course your votes will be appreciated! Good luck to all the Summer contest entrants! One: They say-whoever in Hell they are-if you can't say something positive, then shut the fuck up! OK, but I'm betting they've never been mired in the nightmare traffic that crawls along the...
Author's note: There's a non-consent scene in this one. Just a warning for anyone who might be disturbed by that kind of thing. As always, feel free to leave comments, and enjoy! April 22nd, 2019. Location: Earth. Three days prior to the disappearance of Nathan Van Dyke. "Julie?" I checked my hotel key, making sure that I was at the right room. The...
Heather Rhodes' POVArrowhead Pack, Roadkill's HouseNew Year's Eve Morning The knock on the door woke me up. It was still dark out, no shock around here where the sunrise wasn't until almost eight in the morning. I was burrowed deep under the heavy comforter with my pillow, and I didn't want to expose my skin to the cold of the room. "What..." "Breakfast is...
Ch. 1 Wicklow Mountains, IrelandMay 24, 1798 I checked the harness on the draft horse, making sure it was secure for the trip down the mountains. "Calm down, Robbie," I said as he fed the old mare a carrot. Moving back, I made sure the cart was in good shape in the dim light after sunrise. A full load of charcoal piled under a tarp, ready for market, and a...
The City of the Sun God was crumbling. Once, the city of glass had been maintained by the same Atlantean technology that had helped stabilize the Savage Lands. But while that verdant jungle had become self-sustaining, the city had not. Many of its people had left for one local tribe or another. More still had been killed for disloyalty, speaking blasphemy ag...
A Saint Valentine's Day Fairy Tale 'Deeper meaning resides in the fairy tales told me in my childhood than in the truth that is taught by life.' (Friedrich Schiller) I remember when it was spring at this time of year. Or maybe I don't. It's always hard to tell with memories. My whole childhood life is bathed in a sort of warm sunny glow, but rational thoug...
Harry's notes: I didn't mean to write this but IR2R pmed me in the middle of collecting Thorium for my BFG and I foolishly promised to get a chapter out for the next book of the Chosen Mate series titled 'Johnny Fay' before xmas. Well, as it turned out, I found something else salvaged from a thread started years ago and put a tweek here and there and a hello...