My name is Bartleby Adams. Most people call me Bart. I have always been a sexually adventurous guy. Always. Fortunately for me, I've got the means to explore the kind of life that most people dream of. I was born into it, you see. My mother, Stacy Mendoza married a man named Paul Adams. He was fabulously wealthy and left us a lot of dough. Unfortunately, bot...
The lights came up and Robin found himself looking around the room again. Nothing had changed from the night before, but now he had complete control of his body again. He sat up slowly and felt the weight on his chest shift as his new breasts moved with him. He swung his feet over the edge of the bed and stood slowly. He was still a little unsteady on his f...
Please Comment. My work is inspired by your words. I want to hear what you think. --------------------------------------------------------------------- Chapter Two Tonight, was a night he had taken considerable special effort to get together. Asking his mother if he could borrow her car was the final touch to the outcome he had in mind. She had acquiesced...
All characters are at least eighteen years old. Thanks go out to musicloverxo91 and boheminxen for their editorial assistance. * Billy pouted and said, "Alright, if that's the only offer on the table." Of course he was smiling then as he lay back on the mattress so she could go to work. As usual Holly did an excellent job. They got dressed and started for...
The next morning at breakfast mom was starring off into space as she drank her coffee. "Are you okay?" I asked. "Yeah, I'm fine. I'm just thinking about what supplies we need." "You okay about going back to the boatyard?" "Why shouldn't I be? You said that there weren't any more psychos there." "No. Not that I know of." 'And those guys were nice, righ...
Please read the previous chapters before this one to understand the story up to this point. None of these chapters are stand-alone. This chapter does contain erotic scenes including a mild anal scene. Enjoy. Early Sunday morning, I awoke to an empty bed. Normally, I'm the first up but not today for some reason. I put on a robe and headed to the kitche...
**Writer's Note: Hey guys! Sorry it's taken me so long to come out with the next installment of Blood Moon. I finished up my other story and am in the process of having that one edited. I edited the previous nine chapters of Blood Moon and had them resubmitted. I have added in a few things here and there and fixed some things that had been bugging me. This s...
"I keep my head high...I got my wings to carry me...I don't know freedom...I hope my dreams will rescue me...I keep my face strong...I ask the lord to follow me...I've been unfaithful...I don't know why you color me...this is my canvas...I'm a paint how I want it to be..." Banks sang along with J. Cole on the home theatre with his eyes closed. He had one han...
"Allen." "Mmm?" he mumbled, swatting at the air. "Who is it?" "Val. It's getting into the afternoon. I suggest you wake up." "Huh?" Allen opened his eyes, attention landing on the form of Val standing over him, nudging him awake. He squinted, adjusting to the light in the room. "Hey. What time is it?" He raised his upper body, getting a good look at the...
1. "Mommy? Who is he?" "He is the new gardener." "Mommy?" "Yes? Now what?" "I want him!" "You can't and you know why, now go back to sleep." "But mommy..." "Go back to sleep I said." I'm a drifter; I've been drifting around the land of the free, home of the brave for the last two years. Before that, I had a job, a good one, decent pay, great carrier...