Man, sometimes the shit I see women get away with these days kind of has me longing for the old days. Seriously. When I was growing up, it was considered okay to correct a bitch if she got way out of line. Nowadays, many men are bending over backwards to please some truly horrible women and these same conniving, horrible women are walking all over them. See...
Epilogue: Lost Angel She slid her hand through his, holding onto him tightly. The sun warmed her skin, and slight breeze cooled her down. Her wings rustled. "So what did he say?" He meant her father. She'd asked him about the time differences between here and wherever the hell she was before. "He's never been to where Petiro lives. But he said that, where...
The following is intended as a prequel/sequel... it happens several years after the events of the "Kentauris-7" stories, but it is intended to provide a coherent framework for all manner of tentacle sex stories. It is a specific loving pastiche of the old "Spacegirl" stories by Stormbringer and Mr. Niceman et al, and the newer stories and illustrations by th...
Hi readers! This is my very first story and it's not a straight to sex kinda story. So please like and comment all you want! Criticism and opinions are always welcome! Enjoy! ***** Adam~ I walked among the other Night walkers, Blood suckers, Werewolves, Light walkers, and of course Humans. I didn't want to be what i had become but it was my fate. Almost...
Mason arose early the next evening and let himself out onto the terrace as he allowed his mind to go back over the previous nights goings on. He was close to knowing the truth and figured he had it all worked out in his mind but there were still a few details that he was missing. Why or how the way things were turning out he was unsure though and that is wha...
The shit I get into sometimes amazes even me. The name is Ti Malice but you can call me by my human alias, Steve Bertrand. A big and tall Black man of Haitian descent living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I'm openly bisexual, and attend Carleton University. I am fascinated by people and what they do. Far from being an impartial observer, I like to go out an...
Conspiracy Theories - or - Who is this man, Oscar Meyer, and why does everyone want to be his weiner? Of course, one can argue that obsession with conspiracy theories serves only to demonstrate the lunatic paranoia running rife in the twentieth and twenty-first centuries. Much talk about conspiracies is dismissed as paranoia and much of it IS paranoia, bu...
I don’t own any of these characters. Paramount does. I’m just borrowing them for a little while. I will return them when I am done and I will try not to break them. The weekly ritual was underway. Poker night in Commander Riker’s Quarters. Riker, Doctor Crusher, Deanna Troi and Data were seated around the table, Data wearing the ridiculous visor. The night...
A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away.... Star Wars: Intel on Illium Prime. "Imperial Centre, this is shuttle Objurium requesting clearance for entry on vector 290." Erisi Rendar spoke crisply into the communications panel of her Lambda Class Shuttle. "Transmit clearance code, shuttle Objurium." The controller responded in a flat ton...
Stellar watched as her hypnotized humans stripped down. She had to put them in a very deep trance for this. But soon she wouldn't need to do that. She moaned a bit as James stripped naked, his body was incredible. He might have been a scientist but he wasn't built like the stereotype, his muscles rippled under his lab coat, set free they were a thing of beau...