For a few years, both in college and after, I was a private music instructor at several of the local schools. Saxophone was my specialty. I would travel from school to school giving music lessons. After a few years I decided to give it up because it was a hard way to make a living, and honestly it provided no social life. I needed to be around people my ow...
"Hey.... Hey! Over here!" a female voice whispered from my left. I was a bit surprised to see a goth chick holding the door of an auto shop open. She waved me over. Her neck length hair was clearly dyed black, along with purple eyeliner, black lipstick and black fingernails that strongly contrasted her very pale skin. She wore a spiked collar, black T-shirt...
Chapter 2 How a Couple found their Inner Selves Chapter Two. A rhythm develops, Franny explores a fantasy. Taylor does his part too, but the experience is focused on his wife not him. ******************* After our second adventure with our favorite statue, we settled into a pattern of how we used it. It was fun to change ourselves every day, but with...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Goth can be defined as many things, especially when used to describe oneself. Those out of the know tend to just think of it as a sense of fashion in a similar vein to the Emo or Scene kids in high school, though of course, some people choose to dress the way they do for...
Walking out of the sleazy little strip bar, counting his newly acquired loot, Davoc's wristwatch communicator beeped, and a holographic image of Vee, his ship's holocomputer, filled the screen. "Looking hot, Vee." He said. Indeed, she was. The Computer took the shape of a beautiful young girl with bobbed orange hair, swept along the chin angle at the sharp...
Author's Note: So here we are again. I thought that I might have more to this story, and now there certainly is. When we last left off our unnamed protagonist had enjoyed some late morning delight with the chubby Goth girl who worked behind the counter at music store in the mall. He did get the girl, but found himself desiring something that she wasn't quite...
They say that you never forget about your high school crushes. Personally, I don't know about that so much. I think that the best years of my love life came about while I was in college. So many great memories there. There was this nursing student from the Philippines, an art school girl who liked to be tied up and strangled, and a big breasted redhead from...
"I got you a present," Becky said, holding up a thin black band of leather. It took Liz a moment to realize what it was. "A collar?" Liz asked with a sly smile. "Really?" "Yeah... well," Becky stammered slightly, blushing. "Derrick invited us to our first bondage party and it seemed right 'cause... um..." "I'm your sub," Liz purred, leaning her curvy body...
As my eyes slowly opened, I was surprised to see that I was no longer lying in bed with my two lovers. Instead, I was sitting in front of a large well-lit mirror. If I could trust my reflection, I was a buxom redhead, with pale skin dotted by freckles, and zero tats. The diminutive goth girl was gone. It took me a moment to adjust to this new body. Naturall...
Maybe it was a freak flare of testosterone in my system or maybe the fact that I haven’t had any action since I had broke up with that bitch Brenda almost two months ago, but when I woke up that morning, I knew that I just had to get laid that day. Between work and a shitload of papers that were almost suddenly due, I’ve neglected my needs. And the morning w...