INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - High school teacher Humphrey Grim doesn't enjoy living in the 1960s, but the bad news for Mr. Grim is that it is only 1960. The students at his high school especially the seniors torment him with pranks and his marriage to his wife isn't in great shape. But what will happen one day after school when five students gloating over the...
"Plebiscite! Plebiscite! Plebiscite!" 2nd Lt. DeShane Gallagher let her finger drop from the window blinds that looked out onto the protestor clogged main thoroughfare of Liberty, shutting out the pale red light of Proxima Centauri and turned to her superior, Captain Moon Two. "I think they might want a some kind of plebiscite or something," Dey said. Moo...
My name is Todd Mitchell, and I'm a man-slut. You could say that I'm addicted to sex, but that would be like saying I'm addicted to air. I merely need sex to live. Sex is what I do, and I do it as often as possible, with as many women as possible. You might think that I have some, deep-seated, relationship issues. Probably. It isn't that I don't love and r...
Down and Out Good lord, of course I want to get out of bed. This is going on two weeks and shows no sign of letting up. Sean's been bringing food, water, hell, he'd bring wine and cheese if I asked. He thinks I might be sick, doesn't understand that I wish I were sick—I'd be so, so good at sick. I wish there were something I could point to and say that! Tha...
This story follows Rodney's Nude Humiliation Cpt 14 and Days of the Raj. If you like CFNM I am sure it will appeal to you. ***** In the warming sun of a mid-Western summer, in a grove of Mrs Reilly's garden framed by trellises and rose shrubs, the well-dressed ladies milled about. It was one of the finest gardens in the mid-West and the ladies presented a...
Author's Note: Okay, so this is the second epilogue, and the last chapter in the Amy, Captured series. After this, it's all Panic Moon, the first chapter of which will be up and about as soon as I can get it to y'all. Special thanks go to my editor and baby mama, Isabel, who deserves extra credit for sitting with me and throwing a bunch of new ideas into t...
First Inning: My name is Richard Walton. I grew up in a southern Wisconsin town large enough to have its own high school but not the size of Madison or Milwaukee. We were the kind of town where everyone knew each other and most folks didn't bother to lock their doors when they were away. Like most mid-sized towns in America, we had a few who were called the...
Copyright 2007 hammingbyrd7 * Chapter 1. Chance Meeting Time: Friday, May 10, 2047 6:16 PM CDT Ft. Hood, Bell County, Texas Megan O'Connor walked into her civilian barracks with a careful gait, her poncho soaked from the blowing rain. It was still two hours before sunset, but the dark clouds outside the distant hall window and usual lack of power in the b...
Author's Note: This chapter has a tentacle monster. There's mind altering contact-drugs on said tentacles. Obviously, if you don't like non-consentual scenes, you may want to skim a bit. The bad guys were smart. The door to the Ring was cut open by a small drone -- a ring roughly the size of a manhole cover. Then two manhole covers rolled into the entry a...
"It's not you. Honestly, Harper. It's completely me." Our waitress awkwardly hovered over us, balancing our dinners. The poor girl looked extremely uncomfortable. I wondered if Glenn thought the cliche sounded better if he slipped in "honestly" and my name. Like I wouldn't care he was dumping me on New Year's Eve. That I would have to ring in the new year...