1 "Hell hath no fury as a woman scorned..." Dr. Arthur Jackson pushed back in his black leather office chair as he paused his statement. "But that's not the full excerpt. Does anybody know the full, unabridged version of this work?" His tranquil green eyes scanned his five students spread throughout the room. "Daphne?" He called out after a painful silence...
Author's Note: I advise reading Tsunami Pussy, Three's a Crowd, Orgasmic Overload, and Over-Endowed before reading this. You can find them all by searching my name. They're not entirely necessary, but they provide an introduction and backstory for most characters in this story. Plus I like them. ***** Crowds never interested her. Just loud masses of people...
I pass you in the store and you go unnoticed, blending with the other shoppers and carts. Unexceptional to look at, a part of the scenery in the grocery aisle. Casually dressed in faded jeans, T-shirt and sandals, hair amiss, I pass you and you go unnoticed. Until you have gone, leaving the trail of your essence wafting on the subtle currents of air. A whi...
Since time immemorial the elder gods have drifted through the fabric of space and time, taking part in affairs that no mortal mind could comprehend. Whether by intention or accident they leave just a hint of their existence in every world they touch; and this is typically the extent to which any one of them has influence over the inhabitants of those worlds....
After seven years of estrangement, I made peace with my father; a week after that, he passed away at the age of 77. William Fitzgerald the Fourth, the CEO of Fitzgerald Enterprises, was laid to rest. That morning, they had a memorial service at the nearby Protestant church, and then all the attendees drove out to bury him in the family mausoleum. Afterwards,...
Nerves clattered under Ashley's skin. In all her life, she had stayed calm, even in the most dangerous of situations. The locker room came to mind. Dozens of chances for her secret to get out, but not once did anyone suspect anything, that she knew of at least. Looking at the bulge in her new uniform, a Japanese style sailor outfit, she was at a loss as how....
*Author’s note: This story is Public, if you have an idea, start writing (but please read the rules first)! If you are not sure about something you want to write, feel free to ask me anytime!* Mankind faced the threat of extinction, as a strange epidemic eradicated all men. To save humanity, an ancient witch circle stepped out of the shadows and taught the p...
Edited by: Pope1944. Thanks! Very important note: for those of you that don't know what futanari is, please read this carefully. This is a very crazy story! In it, you'll find something akin to transsexual transformation as well as magic. For those of you who know futanari, I've done my own version of it, mixing the classic futanari concept with other magic...
Warning This is a story about my own kind of Futanari. Futanari is a japanese word meaning hermaphrodite but over the ages in Japan it have had other meanings too just as in western society today it can mean a few different things. My story holds true to the hermaphrodite meaning and the futanaris that take part in this story all have a pussy and a cock. Tb...
Mary kept her head low as she scrolled through Twitter. The teacher wouldn't care, none of them did, and even if they tried to make her stop all it would take is a quick text to Gretchen to solve everything. Admittedly, that stole the thrill from being on her phone during class. She almost missed the nerve-wracking days in middle-school. The trade-off was wo...