Lisette showered, trying to sort out her thoughts. She had no idea who would break into her apartment. She was worried about her brother and Chloe. She hadn't seen either of them since before leaving for Faolchu. Despite her worry for her brother and friend however, Lisette couldn't stop her thoughts from drifting back to Torrin. She couldn't remember a time...
It'd been three weeks now. Mark Oberlin's wolf was beginning to grow restless. He scanned the square again as his phone began to vibrate in his pocket. "Hello?" he murmured, careful not to draw attention to himself. "Hey Mark, it's me, Alex. Are you still chasing that random chick?" Mark took the phone away from his face and rolled his eyes at it. Stupid A...
Something quick and fun with a bit of a twist in the end. Cubemates I overheard her talking to her friend about her new boyfriend. "He is disappointing in one aspect, he is too small to really satisfy me." At one time we dated but for purely physical reasons. "I wish he had Ben's equipment, he'd be the perfect man then." Well, she likes my equipment; I kn...
He was beside himself with lust now. He wanted her to fuck him with her long false cock. He could feel it working just inside him and he ached to push back and take it all, just for her. He tried a few times to edge back, but she anticipated his moves and moved back with him. This was her moment, and she would control it. Holding onto his hips, keeping him...
She shuddered as the sale went on, standing so venerable upon the block. Watching the bidders through her veil of red silk, she wondered what sort of owner she would have. Her last owner had been cruel, used her unmercifully until he tired of her, and cast her aside for another. She carried his brand, a tiny mark, which made her his property, to do as he w...
Mr. St. Franklin was a difficult man to be friends with. He viewed all others in order of their usefulness to him. Yet, Mr. St. Franklin, defying all odds, had a friend. He was Bob, who was without a doubt the nicest man in the twelve western states (as well as a grand swath of western Canada). Bob and Mr. St. Franklin had known each other since childhood....
When I came home from the hospital, recovering from a heart attack, I found my wife's wedding ring hanging from my neck tied in place with strands of hair. I assumed they were her own. During the discharge process, I discovered that she had been admitted to the psych ward of the hospital for some sort of psychotic break from reality, a possible dissociative...
"Personal Log: Stardate 46128.2. Lt. Jamie Gordon recording. Note: all log entries pertaining to Lt. Jamie Gordon classified under authorization Alpha Omega One Three and voice patterns of Jamie Gordon and James Gordon. "It has been five days since I reported aboard the USS Korvan. The transporter malfunction that transformed me into a transgender individua...
Chapter 8 - Jasmine's Bath Jasmine walked into the bathroom; it was one of her favourite rooms in the house. It was completely feminine. The walls were a dusty rose shade, complemented with gold fixtures, black rugs and huge black fluffy towels hanging on a gold rack beside a large ivory bathtub. She walked from the bedroom nude into the bathroom, watching...
"Tits!" I have always been attracted to breasts, tits, boobs, jugs, hooters, knockers, melons, cantaloupes, coconuts, boulders, puppies, tatas, pair, hands, bosom, yahoos, Dolly Partons, grapefruits, hummers, woofers, tweeters, twins, norks, headlights, fun cushions, love muffins, donuts, chesticles, chest pillows, droppers, chubbies, chi-chi, blouse bunnie...