"Whew!" Master Hand sighed in relief, "Took me forever to get those swaps all sorted out! Somebody must have saw Crazy taking the box to the trash and stole it from him. I will take this to the incinerator myself, so nobody can take it this time." ---------30 Minutes Later-------- "Ooohhh! Shiny!" Crazy Hand exclaimed, "Wai...
You wake up in a dark room in white panties and bra with a golden outline and a tri force on your pussy you stand up and hear your name called out “Zelda grab the Shika slate” You look over and see a pedistol you walk over and grab the tablet on it and the walk opens up you walk out and see a chest you open it up and find a short white dress with gold detail...
Tiffany stared at the ceiling through red-rimmed eyes. Every so often, she sniffled and sighed, rolling from her left side to her right side, back and forth. A thick nondescript gray blanket hung off the edge of her hard cot. She'd used it briefly during the night until she couldn't stand the way it scratched against her bare arms. Instead, she lay in a smal...
Now, gentle reader, you will have been wondering what our pair of scholars will be asked to learn? Ironic isn't it that our two anthropologists—people who are to teach the rest of us about the cultures of the world—are themselves made to be students. As the field notes indicate, both Professor Winderly and doctoral candidate Doume' were directed by King Mo...
Another Monday morning, sitting on the sidewalk, waiting for Karl, your boyfriend, to show up with his car to pick you up. You two are together for about one year now. As you wait for him, playing on your phone, you hear the sound of some screeching tires. You get up from the sidewalk, to see where the sound is coming from, and you see a red old 4x4 heading...
Welcome to the great city of Talabheim, on the banks of the mighty River Talabec, in the province of Talabecland, second-largest province in the Empire. The Empire itself is a vast, heavily-forested realm of rolling hills and lofty mountains - the Grey Mountains in the south, the Middle Mountains in the middle (appropriately enough), and the World-Edge Mount...
It's a rainy Friday night as John sits in the living room of the three bedroom townhouse playing around with his prized Nikon N2000. As he sits in his papasan chair, he sees a flash outside the window and a loud crash. He looks up from the lens he was cleaning with a slight smile. "Oh, how I love thunderstorms." He says to himself quietly. Suddenly...
"Shhhh," I whispered. "Every deer in this patch of woods will hear us if you keep tripping over branches like that." "I can't help it, I can hardly see anything out here." It wasn't exactly the perfect start to a bowhunting trip, but there we were, my wife and I, in Alberta's Rocky Mountain foothills, searching for whitetails. I'd been a bowhunter for quit...
When I first met Susan in the flesh I suppose my over-riding emotion was relief. She was just how I had imagined her; long sandy hair, pretty eyes, showing her age a bit - after all, she was in her 40s - but very attractive. She had only flown into London that morning, but was not looking too jet-lagged. I ordered two black coffees from the waitress in the c...
It had been, frankly, a rather wretched Friday. It started badly when Mr Jameson, the chief librarian, trapped me (again) in Maritime History (M to R) and practically wrestled me to the floor. When I told him for the umpteenth time that my interests lay in a different direction, he rather breezily replied that he was 'up for soixante neuf if that's what you...