You are Naomi Haruno, a drop-dead gorgeous schoolgirl at the age of 18. You have long, beautifully flowing pink hair, and cute, bright blue eyes. Your physique is trim and lightly toned, with curvy hips and a perky rump, as well as plump D-cup breasts. You wake up in the morning on a Friday. Slowly, you open your bleary eyes to the sight of sunlight streamin...
Prologue A thousand years ago the Galactic Empire ruled over the whole Milky Way Galaxy. Its citizens enjoyed the highest standard of living and everyone was treated fairly and with respect. Then came the Terrins, a terrible war loving race, whose own lack of foresight lead to the destruction of their own home. They had journeyed for hundreds of years to fi...
He was new to Pittsburgh, from the West Coast. Making a brand new start, without his family dropping in unannounced. But sadly, without his lover, who'd left him rather than leaving the coast. At the mysterious advice of a friend from the internet, he'd come to Boyce Park the day he got to Pittsburgh. Left everything parked, and his phone not working to come...
The sole purpose of this essay is to tell anyone that is interested something about the country I love and why I love it. Thanks to Chloe for prompting this opportunity as part of her 'In a Sunburnt Country' story event. My thanks to CTC once again for the ideas and edit. ++++++ First an admission; I wasn't born in the greatest country on earth, the l...
My memory of the events of the past few weeks are still a little foggy. I am sitting here in a room which very much resembles the inside of a meat locker. The walls and ceiling comprise of a silver metallic alloy that were always cold. The door is all glass with the same metallic alloy framing the glass but no door handle on the inside, most likely to keep m...
After half an hour going over her findings in detail, Tim stood shaking his head still unable to fully comprehend what he'd just been told. "What do you mean 1200 years extra, how is that even possible!" he yelled. A few of the group looked over and started mumbling, confirming to each other what they think the heard. Soon there was the entire group of su...
Moving to a new place is always rough, but it can be rewarding as well. The Nuwisha Design College in Seaside City is a smallish school, but is known for its art and design classes. A lot of literature and word-of-mouth shows that graduates from this school often get very lucrative and popular jobs. Lucky for you, you were able to get in with some of your gr...
------------------------------- Chapter One: Transformation ------------------------------- Jessica sat in the clinical looking waiting room, wondering how it was she had got there, and, indeed, if she should really go through with this. She knew there was no going back once she stepped through those double doors, but she had come this far. Maybe she had...
Please read Chapter 1. It will help continue the flow of these characters and events. As usual constructive comments, critiques, and emails are welcome and appreciated. ******************** "Would you do something for me Marshal?" Henry Johnson nodded. "Send a telegram to my folks in San Antonio and let them know I'm okay and that I'll write them when I...
Once upon a time there was a really awesome story on Literotica titled the Virgin Princess. The story was well written, skillfully crafted and very hot. It was thought that the name of the author was Marcl or Markl or Mikl or something like that. One day, as some days often do, an Evil Situation cast its indiscriminate randomness upon this story and poof - i...