It had been only a week since their sweaty encounter on the floor of the bank vault, but in Tesla's mind it felt like it had only happened moments ago. He could still feel her ghostly fingers against his throat whenever he closed his eyes, and inevitably afterwards a moan would slip from his lips. Embarrassingly, the last time that happened was during a meet...
"You look tired, hero." The demon ducked his slash and slipped past him in a haze of cloying perfume. "Why don't you rest for a while?" He pivoted, looking for an opening. "I'll never yield, fiend!" But she was too fast, and he was slowing down. He could feel his muscles growing sluggish the longer he stayed in her aura, slowly sapping his willpower and wea...
I probably wouldn't have been as annoyed by the sound of the doorbell if I hadn't just gotten the football game on and sat down with a beer. With my wife and three daughters out shopping for homecoming dresses I had the rare opportunity to spend my Saturday watching any and every college game without interruption. Such an occasion deserved (at least in my mi...
Sweat trickles down your forehead. The thought of your entire future and dreams depending on the contents of the cold piece of paper in between your hands is almost enough to make you not want to look at it. Let me run you guys through the process behind this. The year is 2420 and humans are now capable of doing extraordinary things. After the gruesome, yet...
Climbing a mountain with a boner is difficult. Unfortunately, Mount Madhollow is infamous for its horrible terrain. Being as high as it was with sheer, smooth walls that gave very little purchase and were too hard to drive a piton into, nobody sane ever climbed up here voluntarily. It was said that in the Eld Times, villages and towns would send their condem...
The annual Super Hero's Ball was normally a rather boring affair. The hierarchy of the Super Hero community would gather in their cliques and their teams, speaking so highly of their exploits while giving condescending pointers and tips to the less famous Super types. As you would imagine, Superman was the ringleader, playing his silly, sophomoric practical...
This was written based on a true story experienced by a client. Contact me if you want me to write your story up! It was probably going to be the last party before high-school graduation, Matt thought to himself. Our hero was 5"11 with an enthusiastic smile and soft curly hair cut close to his scalp. His mixed white and Native-American ancestry gave him a s...
Welcome The Protector. You have been given the unique opportunity to recreate yourself as a Superhero in the universe of your choosing. First, please select a universe... What's next? Marvel (616) DC Universe The Real World Marvel Cinematic Universe DC TV and Movie Multiverse (DCAU) What's next? Marvel (616) DC Universe The Real World Marvel Cinematic Un...
This story contains elements of futanari (girl with a penis) on female. All characters involved are at least 18 years old. ***** I swallowed down my share of Refill's third load of the morning while I tried to think. We hadn't talked about yesterday. Conversation this morning had felt fragile, like it could easily shatter, and we'd both carefully talked...
(author's note: I wrote this at 18 years old, and even then it was meant only as a humorous satire.) My name is The Red Goblin. I travel the world battling capitalism. The media calls me a super-villain but I consider that to be capitalist propaganda. One day, about a year ago, I glided into Hollywood on my red broomstick-glider. I passed a baby in a strol...