It was 147 years since Collapse, that cataclysmic year when the world’s economy and governments broke down. No one was left who had lived through those times when, almost overnight, money became worthless, treaties and the laws which dictated how a society functions were rendered useless. Manufacturing and technology ground to a halt. Oil refineries ceased...
I'm an old man now, born in the still austere world of post-war Hampshire... does that sound a bit dull and dreary? Maybe a little, when I was a small kid... but it meant that I was seventeen in Nineteen Sixty-seven - the year that sexual freedom burst through the Victorian staidness that had restrained my parents. My dad told me when I was fifteen that ev...
Dedication: This story (whether I finish it or not) is dedicated to IanSaulWhitcomb, DragonCobolt, Tefler, Etaski, RipperFish, Lien_Geller, FinalStand, SZENSEI, Mentalcase, and all the other Literotica authors that have inspired me to try to climb out of the bottle and become one of them. Author's Notes: Legend of The Five Rings is a copyrighted Intellect...
At lunchtime Britney and her new friend Grace met outside in the school yard to enjoy the sunshine. Their differences in attire led to Brit's undesired results of attracting boys to size up in Grace's favor. Her hopes were to discover whom Grace might find appealing enough to attempt a deafening change to whom she was as a Mennonite raised isolationist. It...
Short info. about the characters: Panzer is an Anthro Doberman. His age is quite unknown, yet he appears to be about the age of the mid early thirties late twenties. His attire seem to be of the whole WW2 Nazi symbolism, yet his attitude is nothing of Nazi related ideals of today's society. His need for sexual pleasure and a rather rich life has made him we...
Author's Note: Elan takes place months after the events of Luck and Custom, with the same characters. I'd advise starting there first for appropriate character development; this story assumes you've read both. (It goes Luck -> Custom -> Elan) If you're not in the mood to read of romance or dark mind control (read: not sexy) I advise turning back now....
Leda wanted to trust Brandon. His kiss had kindled something inside her, something she wanted to fulfill. She had felt this way about men before, but usually she'd remember Gerald, and then be ashamed of her lust. There were women didn't feel that way. At Cliffhouse, some were so happy with men and sex that they would touch themselves every night they spent...
When she finally returned to her room, Rosy took one look at her and asked, "And what have you been doing today?" Falling onto her bed, she sighed, "What haven't I done today?" She closed her eyes, with a smile. "Oh, Rosy, I have been so very wicked," she said with a laugh. "Oh, really," her friend scoffed. Looking over at the other girl, Suzanna admitted...
"Hail Valentina, Maiden Goddess of War!" What? I'm a goddess now? Me, the daughter of a common street whore in some no name village where the gods never deigned it smile at once? I guess with military victories come fancy titles. "Valentina, Maiden Goddess of War" is certainly far better than my old full name, "Valentina Whoraughter". The biggest shock for...
Part 3 - From Bad to Worse The twins arrived at the conclusion that they had to chase their prey. However, they lacked the resources to find their targets without an acceptable chance of success. Logically, even if they were able to follow the veritable scent of the rogues, which had gone from the one on the plane to four quite suddenly, they could quite li...