Zoey kept her head low as she strode through her neighbourhood. A quiet place, one that offered a genial reprieve from Gretchen, home to welcoming families and the elderly. Some occupied their front lawns, trimming the grass and hedges, others remained inside and glimpsed the outside. She didn't know any of their names, but they smiled and waved nonetheless....
Second request story, woo! This one features a lot, and I mean a lot, of cum-slurping and girldicking. If that's your (man)jam, then read on! * * * * * Bex pulled her glowing sword from the head of the mudman. The thick, tarry slop that comprised its body was disintegrating now, but it was still sticking to her magic-infused blade. Pouring some of her Will...
Ch.10: Festival At Bricas (Part 2: Aldareg, the Sorceror) Eventually the people of Bricas began to leave. The drug had worn off and served its purpose. Some who were still keen stayed, determined to spend the whole night until sunrise, but they needed more of the drug to keep themselves going. As Aribor made his way down the hill to the city below a dark...
With a subtle knock on the door, the carrier announced his presence to those within. The large round stone door swung open under its own power. The courier did not waste a moment and begun pulling the cage into the room. A soft glow from within revealed the room and its occupant -- a Zecarin elf. Darker cousins to the faerie folk, they lived in the dark plac...
Emma Frost was on her knees, her wrists chained together behind her back, her ankles similarly chained and then connected to her wrists. A further chain was attached to a silver collar around her neck, that chain was linked into a metal ring in the cell's wall. Other than that the former White Queen of the Hellfire Club and erstwhile leader of the X-men was...
Chapter V -The Gnomish Gamekeeper- "Help! The panther is hunting me!" Lucy yelled, running through high grass around the small cabin at the edge of the forest, where she was living together with Tharion, her beloved night elf. Being closely followed by an impressive feral druid with shining black fur, an observer could have assumed that she was in real da...
Dear reader, My name is Hobblenock. A hob-goblin which could be best described as horny with a taste for the more bizarre and outlandish, in a place which suits my inclination. Today my brain ( being where it is ) aches, clamped to my special high chair with a padlock by she ( who I must obey ). This is going to make writing this story very uncomfortable i...
Urban Oddballs: Farmy pt 01 Edited by Thegreat_pretender Three days had passed since the group had their sleep over. Now, however, three of the crew members met in Shawky and Gaxi's house to discuss what missions they would be tackling today. "Okay, well I guess it's just us and Miss Poppy today," Gaxi shrugged as she looked at her phone. "Yeah, Quizzy a...
The old tavern stinks. It stinks of spilled ale, the unwashed bodies of various races, wet wool and rust. The rust smell comes from my own chainmail and it was growing overpowering. Not that I would dare remove the armor, not in this place. Not that I was afraid of this place. No this was, in a way, almost home. I just didn't trust some of my sword brothers...
Dianorla opened the door to the temple by pushing the door inwards with her body weight. It was dark outside now and she had been alone as she walked around the temple complex. She needed to be on her own sometimes. The only way to achieve complete privacy at the temple complex was to walk in the dark when no one could see her. In the daytime there were alwa...