What the hell, you mutter to yourself. You had passed this building before, thinking nothing of it. On your phone, Google Maps had labelled it as a beach-side resort. But after accidentally tapping it, the nametag popped up: "Misogyny Heaven." This caught your attention, because what the actual hell is that? Thinking it's a prank by some basement d...
Gloria smiled, "I guess he will be facing justice. After whatever jail time he serves he will be required to register as a sex offender." I simply felt some relief but feared those pictures be in the evidence collected by the police. The next day a FEDEX package arrived for me. It was from Lucas. The note read, "All pictures of you and other women have been...
It's been a while since I published the last chapter of this story, a bit of writers block and a bit of uncertainty whether I'd dealt with this story in the way I wanted, to while still making it interesting. But regardless, for some of you an introductory summary might be appropriate. The story is essentially about Shelley learning to deal with the size o...
Ok. So now you've found someone you like online. They're cute – going by the picture at any rate and, like Goldilocks' spoon, they're not too big and not too small. You have exchanged a couple of fun, flirty messages and they seem to understand your sense of humour and appreciate it and you. Now what? Now for the run up to the big RL...That is: meeting up...
So this is it. Mike was standing in Leanne Crow Avenue staring at the billboard above his head in disbelief: “Big City Cum Drive”. Next to the headline was a picture of his daughter, Annie. The picture was a documentary photo from her medical file. It showed her naked from the waist up, staring expressionless into the camera, like on a mugshot. Except this s...
This day started out like any ordinary day for Ashley. She started her day at 6 a.m. in the morning and proceeded have breakfast with her family at 6:30 A.M. for breakfast she only had 4 plain egg whites with one apple and a banana. The reason she here so little is because she lived keeping her amazingly small and skinny, yet athletic figure. She was a goth/...
I want to thank my editor SlaveGirl70 for her edits. I appreciate everyone's comments and suggestions. Please note that I have recently rewritten my past stories with the help of editors like SlaveGirl70. If you liked them before, I think you will like them even more now, and if you like this story, I think you might enjoy reading my others as well. If you...
I heard the familiar sound of the car crunching the gravel on the drive, the back door swung open and my wife bowled in through it. "How was the weekend?" I enquired as she flung her bag on the floor and threw her arms around my neck. "Great! My team won. It was a lovely hotel and we had such a laugh, but pour me a glass of wine and I'll tell you all about...
In the months following her fiasco with the locker room and Dr. Piston, Christine swore she wouldn't do anymore adventures. She would focus on work and golf club improvements to keep busy. Day in and day out working at the club, she would walk the course. Unfortunately, she found that her thoughts started to betray her. She began picturing herself running na...
The morning came as she collected her thoughts about what to do. Just as she got out of the bed, she felt a queasy feeling about her. She knew her nerves were shot with the prospect of what could happen too. It was a Monday and for the first time the idea of the unknown was making her feel uneasy. Even when she got home, the uneasy feeling did not go away....