Disclaimer. I do not own either One Piece or Ranma 1/2 and have no rights to the characters. All characters in these stories are eighteen years of age or older. Prologue: A heavy set man slams his fist down on the head of a small crying boy who is knuckling his eyes with his small hands. “Wa, wa, wa! You want your mommy! What are you, a girl?” The boy glares...
Tracey stirred and opened her eyes. Her head felt a little fuzzy. What was going on she wondered. She had just had killer sex with her husband and her neighbor American neighbor John. Or had she? She looked around and tried to find her husband. What was going on? She called his name but he didn’t answer and she didn’t see him so she slowly crawled out of bed...
Mistress looked at her girls, pride in her eyes evident. She looked at the one she had claimed years before, then at the girl that she had just claimed. Both girls were in their thirties, both a bit older than Mistress, but that didn't matter to any of them, age is merely a number. While different in appearance, they were twins in spirit and fire. Mistress s...
After the first time with Mark's girlfriend, I got busy trying to set up something I knew she'd really enjoy. I had a friend with benefits that came over whenever I wanted, and believe me, that was quite often. I have a dominant side that doesn't get to come out and play very often. She discovered that, and loved it. Her name was Kay, and I knew the first...
Joanne strolled through the nearly deserted shopping mall, smiling to herself. It was 9:30 on a Tuesday morning and she was going shopping. This was her favourite time for some retail therapy. All the shops were nearly empty; you could browse in peace and quiet, without fighting the crowds. All in all it made shopping a relaxing experience. She had no colleg...
My dearest lord and master, This girl entreats you to allow her to share her thoughts with you. This girl stood in the kitchen of our castle and begged to disturb you with questions, questions of how she may serve you better. You regarded this girl with sharp humor in your eyes. Your brow arched in laughter. You reached forth and grasped most firmly the n...
Inspired by Chocolate Harlot. All pictures used have been reproduced with kind permission. * * * * * I unloaded the gear from the van, time was getting on, and there was a lot to do before the set. I was a roadie for an up and coming band and tonight was to be their biggest venue so far. I humped the guitars, drums, amps, lights etc into the hall that the...
The woman entered the hallway and looked around for her client. Her gaze fell upon a man in his mid-forties, nice build, graying hair, business suit and unhappy marriage. Typical for this massage parlor. Although they were all different, different ages, various backgrounds and ethnicities they all had the same look – the look of starvation. He gazed up and...
The night was illuminated only by streetlights as Alex made his way home from the bar, alone. He was tipsy, but not drunk, and disappointed, but not surprised, that he was alone yet again at the end of a Friday night. Alex absentmindedly felt for his wallet in his pants pocket, a nervous ritual he indulged in dozens of times a day. This time, however, he fe...
Chapter 1: Attack of the Catgirl. Erin could not have foreseen how her day would end nor how her life would change so drastically. It was Friday night and she was letting her hair down, metaphorically at the Club. The Yard was a New York fetish club catering mostly to the S&M and Goth crowds, though they did occasionally have a swingers night about once a m...