Be sure to read TMGS 01-05 - Sex With An Angel for a slightly different view of this chapter. Enjoy! ----- Alexis leaned over the kitchen counter in her tight pink belly shirt and watched as her mother prepared for her night out with her husband. She just smiled at her mom as she sat up on a stool with her elbows calmly placed on the wood counter. Her mom...
Author's Notes: Welcome back to my story, my faithful readers! Thanks for hanging with me, and especially to all of you who have taken the time to comment or send me feedback messages. They're greatly appreciated. Like always, if you haven't read the previous chapters, you're going to get lost. I don't make much of an effort to explain references to earl...
Short and to the point: This is a Breast Expansion Fetish story. If B.E.'s not up your alley, then you probably shouldn't bother with this tale. Thank you. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Siren Song: The Final Chord by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~~~~~~~~~~~ First Draft started 2008-06-17 This version 2014-06-01 Proof-reading: A very heartfelt thank you to CoffeePilot fo...
This farcical story is totally fictitious—no resemblance is intended to any persons dead or alive, or any organizations for that matter. The situation regarding the Parthenon Marbles is real, however. I have profound respect for the many individuals working to achieve an agreement on the future of these truly great works of art. Hopefully, someday, the Marb...
"I can't believe you..." A strange mix of disbelief and something she couldn't quite identify, is what Erica Dane felt at that moment. "Kicked out of prom... Really!?" The blonde mother continued in query as she drove, her narrow eyes keeping to the wet road before her. "You are eighteen years old. Eighteen! You're supposed to be the mature one in your c...
USS Triton, Undisclosed Location Deck 1 Fore -- Admiral's Ready Room: Tattok sat motionless, staring at the scrolling lists of names. The names of everyone he killed. Hundreds of them. He could never possibly remember them all. The voice of the Commander-in-Chief, coming from the viewscreen beside him, was a distant thing. But it was unignorable. "Ta...
I spent a fair amount of Thursday distracted with thoughts of the coming weekend. My mind couldn't get around this feeling of anticipation, my desire to be with her. I was feeling anxious. I was thinking that I would do anything to be in her company. It was almost overwhelming. An associate and I were working on a project. He asked me why I was so crazy ab...
I want to thank readers for comments, both public and private, kind and unkind, regarding my writing. I also want to thank the authors here for their stories and feedback to teach me new ideas and forms on how to get things out of my head. Finally, I want to thank James Blackshaw, whose music was an inspiration while I wrote this. Some of his album titles be...
Cindy was having a very difficult time accepting who she was and where her life was going. Cindy sat on her bed in the late morning with her legs folded over. She just sat there and tried to grasp the last few months of her life. Her friend Hannah had paid her a quarter million dollars just to quit her job and stay at home, among other things. So for the pa...
His first sensation was one of motion, of floating forward through no power or will of his own. Hot, humid air assaulted his face and chest and privates, which he suddenly realized seemed to be totally naked. The air was so moist and burning he could barely breathe. He noted that his body's lighter than air movement was not quite smooth, but rather jerky,...