This story is a work of fiction solely from the twisted mind of Chromex. Any resemblance to any persons living or dead is purely coincidental. All characters are of at least 18 years of age unless otherwise specifically mentioned. Please do not copy/redistribute the story, in part or total, without the author's permission. This is the first in a series of v...
"Sir, your feet must be hurtin'." I break my gaze away from the tiled flooring of the cafe. The cafe's owner: John, was looking at me curiously. I simply nod to him, keeping my gaze lowered, even though he couldn't possibly recognize me with this new body. John chuckled, scratching at his flimsy white beard thoughtfully, and continued: "You seem fam...
She had asked me for a favor but it was something that I was eager to do. It was a simple build really just drill, then bolt, and weld some steel together. She offered to bring me a drink while I worked. All of the thoughts of the last time we were together flooded my mind. The raw desire in her kiss. The feel of her body, the taste of her skin, the smile on...
You liked your life. You had never wanted and were well provided growing up. Because of this, you could never stay too mad at the world. How could you? You were somewhat handsome, tall, and pretty well endowed! You had it all. But if there was one thing you hated, it was being lied to. Something about being manipulated and treated like you were an idiot just...
Ed grew up in a quiet cul de sac in a nice neighbourhood, nothing bad had ever really happened to him until he was 8 when his dad died in an accident. Life could have taken many turns but his mom, Holly, was a strong woman who avoided despair and instead concentrated on raising her son as best she could as a widowed mother. Her husband's life insurance had p...
Author's note: My idea is for the stories to mostly be 3rd person. However, this section basically has to be second person, so bear with me. *** The box you found was peculiar. Usually, a box didn't come with strange markings. It wasn't made out of exotic materials that seemed to defy normal physical behavior. Boxes were usually cardboard or wood. They held...
(Please note because of how I am writing this story it is important that you do pick a first and last name or else the main characters name will be John and his last name will be Doe which will then make the last name of his family the same. I use the name Hayden Logan, am only informing you of this should you not feel like picking one yourself, others have...
Figures. Three years since the last time they had gone to the digital world, and not ten minutes in there they were already in over their heads. After Tai had received a distress call from Agumon, they had opened the gate to the digital world with the help of Davis' odd new digivice, which appeared in his hands as they prepared to leave. That new model he he...
It's a gray day. Nothing stands out from the ordinary. You knew moving out into the suburbs was a mistake as soon as you signed the papers. But "Jace Tyreson never backs away from a fight," or so you keep telling yourself. House arrest isn't so bad, you try to tell yourself. Your food is delivered to you on time, the TV and computer work, and for t...
The bell over the door rang, signaling the entrance of a possible customer. Tifa looked up briefly from where she was bent slightly over, polishing the bar. Her posture gave the courier who had just entered a beautiful view of her mammoth tits. They swayed, teasingly encased in a tight white tank top that was little more than a bra, as it ended just below he...