The hangar was filled with noise. Hundreds of faceless troops were conversing with each other. Joking and laughing, making rude gestures with their pliable blank mannequin like bodies. At the end of the hangar, lights came up upon a stage with a single microphone. Behind the microphone, a brilliant purple flag swayed, the insignia of the planet Bredon flashi...
Hey all! Annabelle back with another exciting addition to Home for Horny Monsters! I ended up suffering from a serious bout of writer's block but was able to work things out in the end. I do want to warn you that the erotica is very light in this chapter due to making the story progress naturally, but I will make it up to you in the next couple of chapters...
Willow put the small fuzzy animal on the pillow facing Spike. In a moment, she would let her alarm go off to wake the sleeping vampire. She was still in her flannel nightgown. He had carried her upstairs last night and she had fallen asleep with this arms around her. The only thing that clouded her feeling of contentment was thinking of Angel. Guilt over enj...
Sometimes stories take on a life of their own. Such was the case with this tale. Still, the formation of it took a bit longer and it lingered in my head for quite awhile. I hope that I have corrected it thoroughly enough to be enjoyable though I fear that only one read since writing it will prove to be a mistake. Just the same, I am ready to move on. So, i...
Professor VonNeudman had sculpted a body built purely for pleasure. A form designed to fulfil any fantasy the user could imagine and inspire them to new heights of lust. But building the perfect sexual playmate had proven to be the easy part. In order to be more than a simple doll, it needed the capacity to function independently. It needed a mind. Experimen...
The Wall Street Journal ran a small ad about an auction house in New York City auctioning off television memorabilia. As I am a huge TV trivia buff, I figured the auction was worth the ride from Boston, if only from the curiosity point of view. Besides, maybe, I'll learn some inside trivia knowledge that I could use at my next cocktail party. "Did you know...
Archchancellor Ridcully held up the small simulacrum to the light and scowled darkly. He'd never seen one before but he knew what it was and he didn't like it. "Where'd this come from, Sam?" Commander Vimes tapped the ash off his cigar and grimaced. "Constable Brick, our youngest troll officer, was just coming off shift when another troll approached him...
Author's Note: Now that my university obligations are done for the year I should spare more free time for this...'Should' is the key word, I promise nothing. You need to get out of here! Run! You can't stay here! Phil's soul seemingly screamed at him. The moment he locked eyes with the petite figure, a part of him somewhere deep down inside of him wanted n...
Emma struggled against her restraints for the hundredth time. "P-Please! Please, Professor, let me..." A sharp sting on her back made her stop talking. "Little Princess Doll..." He started, his hand gently caressing her bare ass where he had just slapped her. "How many times do I have to tell you to be quiet?" "I'm sorry! I..." Another slap and she bit...
This story was strongly inspired by AnonymousPerv's fantastic Mannequin X. I hope he doesn't mind me doing my own take on the same situation - I intend it as my highest form of flattery. ***** I smiled wryly at the naked mannequin at the front of the conference room and thought again what an unusual career I'd had since leaving university. Some of my clas...