A lot of people ask me about dates and times. Though one can read the Alrek/Larya stories in any order, and I even encourage it, the events of this story take place in Year 115, mid-fall. The next story chronologically is Sea Slimes, which takes place in Year 114, summer (don't ask why it's counting down, nobody knows and it's just too much trouble to argue...
In a non-canon alternate timeline from Monstrous Ranch, the gentle, supple holstaur Laca has taken her catgirl, hob and human boytoy to their new home to indulge for all eternity. But strange things lurk in the wilderness, and not all of them are living. And Laca's milk might not be as effective at breaking their wills as it was for Senya's, Valina's and Bob...
Several hours later, it was as though the... Lleva incident had never happened. Jenne and Felic were back to flirting, newly at ease with one another after their mutual embarrassment earlier. This was not true for the rest of the hall, unfortunately. Lleva's dismissal to the servant quarters was decidedly irregular—to have a foreign attendant forced to room...
Sugar jiggled and shook with pleasure as the will of the wizardess poured into her like nice, warm, ooey-gooey syrup. She tried very hard not to moan again. Mistress didn't want her to moan again. But gods, it felt so goooood... had to... had to stay quiet... for Mistress... No. Not Mistress. Sugar corrected herself dazedly. Limini. Limini wasn't their Mist...
And the summer hiatus draws to a close! I missed all of you. We should be returning to our roughly five-chapters-a-month schedule as of now. :) What follows is a strictly non-canon alternate ending to the Monstrous Ranch, set directly before the Crows were supposed to arrive to interrupt Laca the holstaur's moment of triumph. Unless you want it to be canon,...
Choosing to heighten her sense of touch had been a bad idea—a very, very bad idea. But when she'd chosen it, Yathi hadn't counted on being trapped in such close quarters. Or on how soft and smooth Ia's skin felt. Yathi could feel Ia's shallow breaths on her neck as the two knights huddled in the alcove, crammed behind the curtain. She prayed that the curta...
Note: This story contains elements of domination, drugged/mind controlled nonconsent, lesbian sex, and gangsters. "There is no need for them to remember any of it," Pellesise said, chuckling. The elf took a little puff from the hookah pipe and passed it on. "What putty in our claws. Humans!" "Aw, what a shame." Illetris gave a half-joking pout. "I was ho...
Snatch made his way up the stairs, his head spinning with post-hypnosis weakness and unwelcome moral complexity. He prayed he didn't run into— "Did you have a nice little chat, Alrek?" cooed a slick, oily voice as he opened the door. Snatch stopped dead in his tracks. Illetrys stood in the doorway, dressed in a form-fitting corset and short black skirt. She...
It was strange that Okino was awoken by the warm, wet, slightly ticklish feeling in his ear—and not by the breathy, feminine whispering mantra. It was also strange that he only gradually became aware of the latter as consciousness returned to him. "I am needy, I am Hers. Her pleasure is mine, Her lust, Her cries. I am needy, I am Hers..." His eyes shot ope...
Note: This is the fourth installment of an ongoing series, so I suggest you go back and catch up if you haven't already. This story contains elements of nonconsent, reluctance, drugged sex, lesbian sex, and mind control. It also contains no guarantee of a totally happy ending, so be warned. "Oh! Oh, yes! Yes! Oooh, yeaaaAAAAAAAUGGH!" Okino drifted back in...