Seven years had passed since the five of them had played the game. Seven years since Bernadette had been a normal person, with a normal body. Of course, it could have been worse. Much worse. Bernadette looked glanced over at her husband, Chris, as he sat at the kitchen table reading the paper and eating breakfast. Before they had played the game, Chris had...
The first time I saw Ellen Rothko was when I walked into Boyle's Antiques on Clark Street, looking for old records. She was showing a woman some antique earrings, their heads bent over the display case, and when she heard me come in she looked up and caught my eye, shocked me with her beauty, and then lowered her face again, leaving me standing there gaping...
Note: This is Chapter 4 of the Dualism series. Again, thank you for your continuous feedback. First time readers should definitely start with chapter 1. Enjoy! Chapter 4: Spirit There are days when morning wood was annoying. This isn't one of them. I was awoken by suffocation from Yelena's drooling wet pussy grinding on my mouth. My cock surrounded by the...
"Mmm...Green goblin butt..." A warm bed, a lover (no matter how non-human) at his side, and the heat of the hearth. A thick curvy goblin girl in his arms as a pillow, food in his belly, and freedom in his heart. What else could Theo want? They the craziest celebration, combined with the kinks of the goblin girl and some enchanted wine, the human boy had g...
This is a substory about Melinda, a human girl in servitude to monstergirl Empire in this metaplot story: Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie. Her story starts at page 5. This is her own story, please enjoy and give feedback. ** Inquisition Interview Serial No: E6-Y-17T Post-screeningTags: Bondage and mildly sexually suggestive content. Subject: Female, h...
Steven Paxton was asleep when the siren of the police car woke him. It was probably just Sheriff Baird chasing down a speeder leaving Earl's Tavern, he thought to himself. Rolling over in bed, Steven stared through the darkness of his bedroom at the glowing red numbers of the digital clock on the nightstand. It was almost two-thirty. Steven was hoping to fal...
***It can be a little startling, certainly. Sometimes, when you're in just the right place for it, geographically as well as within yourself, someone can just, ... get to you. It can be a lot of trouble, usually, but then, some of the greatest loves begin that way too. 0_o --------------- Book of the Merren Part 7 Selena's jaw dropped as she looked around...
Hi all! Annabelle here with the next chapter of HFHM! New reader? This is one of the final chapters of Book Three of Home for Horny Monsters. You really should start at Chapter One. (Don't worry, there will be a Book Four) Returning reader? Welcome back! Not only am I excited to see you again, but I am excited to share this chapter with you! A lot is about...
"He looks so peaceful floating in there." "I do don't I?" Sophia Ridge frowns a Young James Ian Pryce as they observe the body of James the Elder from his own future. Floating in his preservation tube he at least would not decay. Being deceased does that to a person. Sophia was tired of being duped and used. Her Great Grandfather Orin Ridge had switched hi...
***I sometimes 'complete' characters visually. That is, I have an idea but nothing visual at the outset. I might be looking at something and they come to me. It didn't work that way with Dahlgren. For Dahlgren, I happened to be looking at the cover of a PC game and there was a guy in the background. He's not Dahlgren, but if you saw the picture, you'd get...