Centaur Love VIII First off I want to say thank you to taco1085 for willing to accept the Herculean task of editing my hot garbage. Please everyone give him a thumbs up for taking on this task. Second, I want to thank you the readers for following my story, without you Mathew and Felicia's story would never come to light. As in all previous stories and err...
Disclaimer: All characters portrayed engaging in sexual activity are 18 years of age or older. Actual historical figures or living people represented are done strictly for context and humour, I lay no claim to them. If you had trouble following the plots of Pulp Fiction or Four Rooms because of the back-and-forth timelines, just turn around and leave now, as...
Bardic Cycle Date: March 26, 2095, early morning Locations: City of the Suns, Duchy of Biyandi; Wood Haven, Kingdom of the Wood Elves; and Malganna, Caloren States Note: This story contains magic and sometimes psionics (mental powers). It's about Reison Whisper Wind, a young half-elf who wants to become a bard, and his three newlywed human wives -- the hi...
"I'll see you next week, Greg. Great game, man! Hey, can you believe we actually survived the attack on that goblin camp? Thirty against 5! Lucky for us, the GM was having a bad dice night." The excitement in Dragan's voice was palpable. "Oh, I know, I know. It was so wicked! I'm really glad you found Jeff online. We really needed a good GM after that last...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* ***** *Warfare is a matter of resources, intelligence and timing* (THE PRINCE AND HIS COUNSELOR) "Two more hunter groups have arrived since sunset," Armand crowed. "That brings my strike force talent over 100." "One hundred what?" Salvador...
Chapter 4 - The Necromancer This story was previously posted on a site that is no longer fully functional. The tall man with the scared face opened the door and, with his woman, entered the common room. "Where is Preston?" he called. Jarveena looked up from her work and was startled by the look of the man. His skin was dark, not black but dusky. A scar r...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
This is a one-off dystopian story featuring penis worship and distension. Due to the plot and setting, it is categorized as Sci Fi & Fantasy. You could accurately call this a "lurid cautionary tale." [TRIGGER WARNING] Oliver is a fictitious character, and the narrative style expresses Oliver's incredibly offensive, and possibly disturbing, thoughts and opi...
Over the last few years I've become convinced that my father, Graeme Parker, put a hex on me before I even entered the world. No, my father does not practice voodoo or dabble in black magic, although sometimes I secretly wish that he did. He has, however, been an avid comic book collector since the age of five, which in some circles would be considered to ha...
Brash the Dragon hit the ground face first, skidded three meters, and came to a stop with his feet curled up against his shoulder blades. He lay there, groaning for a few seconds, then rolled around until he was merely on his face. "Ouchatronic..." he muttered. Then he sat up and gasped. The world had shifted. His perspective had changed. For most...