Five years had passed since the defeat of Jhiaxus by the Swarm, the Swarm itself and the retaking of Cybertron in the name of the Decepticons. We've gone through many Decepticons Emperors but alas our founder Megatron or now Ultra Megatron had return to us, he killed Bludgeon and took back command. I was the last G1 Decepticon but upgraded a year ago to G2...
You rise from the pile of shredded grass that forms your bed, before heading outside to spread your wings and catch some sunlight to warm your cold and sluggish blood. You feel like there's something you need to remember, something that came to you in a dream last night... Then you hear the hooffalls, and you remember. Last night, you realised that as long a...
Chapter 13. 'Miss Butt-Slut.' Angel's Wand Raid. Blen meets the President. Typhoon Cimaron. Bombs? Stag Night Party. Miss Butt-Slut and the Masters of Uranus. In mid-evening, there was an alarm. Near the top of Fields Ave, there had been a raid. Angel's Wand was sealed off by police, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. Mama quickly enforced strict ad...
Chapter 7: Clothing Optional Alex wrapped a robe around her naked body and stumbled into the kitchen. These last few days it felt like her body forcefully objected to wearing clothes. Everything she tried on irritated her skin. At first she thought it was a rash but she didn't have any redness or any other physical signs of irritation. She badgered Drew to...
** Getting Ready ** It takes me three days to fully recover from great sex, even if the love session ends in an ideal sex nap like it did with Rex and Jennifer. I put out so much energy on the bed, my mind and body are slow the next day. I felt lucky that we were not able to do a double date with Mike the next evening. The plan was for a week from that nig...
The church bell tolls again. I have nothing better to do than to count, so I do. One... two... three. It's summer and the sun is still high in the sky when I look out of the window. In the piazza across the river, the old men have gathered again around the giant chess board etched into the ground. They are bickering over a knight that rises to half their he...
I've altered one of my favourite stories to reflect my fantasies. I hope you like it, and I hope the original author doesn't mind. * I was sprawled out on the couch, watching some mindless show on TV and debating in my mind whether or not it was time for his first beer of the weekend. It was a cold and rainy Friday afternoon in the middle of November and I...
I lay on the thick fur rug again, this time bound with silken cords that held my arms crossed behind my back, the bonds running around my ribcage above and below my breasts, then knotted together between them. My knees were sharply bent, the soles of my feet pressed together and secured with the silken cord round my ankles and additionally looped round both...
I knew my manhood was lost forever. The images of seeing it inside a jar were still vivid. The images of little dresses being shoved on me. The images of make-up targeting my face with mercless precision. The images of language and behavior lessons. But there was no time for hindsight. I had to focus on something far more important. I slowly approached the...
I pushed my way into the crowd……everyone was craning their necks to see, but I could not get through. Finally I pushed and crawled my way to the crowd’s apex and looked out onto the vast, dirt-covered arena. Lightning bolts darted past directly overhead I could hear a thunderclap and yet the sky was clear and blue. “What is it?” I cried amid the thunder...