Disidra sat down on the Tauren's bed, causing it to creak ever so slightly under the weight of her womanly form. The room was musky, but did not smell unpleasant. Her pale, glowing eyes surveyed the room, ignoring Atohi who was standing awkwardly in the middle of it. It was nothing special. Stone walls, a wooden desk littered with herbs atop it, and the pelt...
THE TRIAL REVIVING LT. SAMUEL WALKER CONTAINMENT POD 4 GALACTIC PRISON S8 (Gemesin arm of the Nannan Galaxy) Lt. Samuel Walker had been suspended for two weeks. Thick, pink liquid emptied from a drain at the base of his containment pod. As soon as the goo was below his chest, he woke in a start, coughing up pink globs. Two rings of dim light illuminated...
Bree stormed into her apartment, tears dried to her face. Her chest heaved as she tried to catch her breathe from running up the stairs, and from crying in the car. She wiped her eyes, and tried to calm herself. It wasn't easy. What a day she'd had. Moral of the story, don't open mysterious packages that appear on your doorstep if you haven't ordered them....
As I watched my own bleeding, bisected body, my eyes slowly flickered then closed. After I could no longer hold my eyes open, my brain started to fade. Then there was nothing at all. Then I felt my mind slowly fade back in, and I began to feel my limbs, and then I felt intense pain everywhere, then my nose started working, and I smelled the smoke of sulfur a...
You never know what you can find on the road. I've been trucking and riding across the whole continent. And you know the best sight in three countries? Sluts hitch hiking. And here were two. It pays to make homage to the old gods. You never know when you might get tossed a gift. Had a special party to go to. Never thought to get a gift. Turns out...! Pulled...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * Jessi DeVille jiggled onto the floor of the Kit Kat Klub, her large, unfettered tits swaying proudly with every step of her 6inch white stilettos. The flowing silk skirt she wore was little more than a drama...
Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, studied her copy of the treasure map carefully. She had skirted Hallowblossom earlier that morning, avoiding the inhabitants. Watching them from afar, she had realised that they were harmless enough, but she did not want to risk them finding out about the ruins and being trapped by the demon magic. According t...
Hi folks, Misty here, I feel like I should start prefacing my posts here with some expectations since comments I get tend to be mixed as if people are surprised by content in the story. To that end, I am going to use the short hand I preface stories with on another site. [flash, hip-e, ass-e, futa-t, hyper, f-solo, af] --- Jinara had been tracking it al...
Nicolette had spent most of the day stewing after a conversation in the early hours of the morning with her best friend and Court Spy Isabella who had declared her naïve in matters of the heart; only now did she acknowledge that her red-haired friend might very well have been right. The Inquisitor with her long flowing silver hair finally let down from its t...
After 18 long years she was finally leaving. Drakara walked out the gates of her small village in the woods. Waving goodbye to her mother and friends she kept left the place she'd known all her live. Her crimson hair blew in the forest breeze revealing the small curving horns growing above her ears. Drakara was quite normal. Unless you counted the thick red...