Ada Beech poked her bowl of kimchi with a flimsy plastic fork. A staple of North Korean cuisine, the traditional dish of salted and fermented vegetables seemed to be all that was on offer aboard the carrier Baekdusan. Even seasoned with gochugaru, spring onions, garlic, ginger or jeotgal, the monotony of the same food day in and day out was beginning to mak...
[[Small scenes of sex, small bondage rich plots with many minor characters}} The entrance to the Dark Elf Town was in sight. Yet as moths are drawn to flame, so are humans drawn to the dark pleasures of the dark elf towns. After all, some may be known to *desire* to get burnt. And who were the dark elves, the best perverts of monster empire, if not willing...
Sitting bolt upright in bed I take deep calming breaths, my knuckles white as I grip the sheets beneath me. Closing my eyes I rock gently, telling myself repeatedly that it's okay. Still, I feel the headache building, threatening to engulf my skull and crush it in a pounding frenzy. 'Not again,' I whisper as I cup my face to my hands, inhaling deeply as I fi...
*If you can't look in a mirror and laugh at yourself, cut off the light* (A special nod to BR for his help with all kinds of trivia and input in this chapter; a big thanks to Frontma for the editing ) (Yes, this tale is supposed to be somewhat humorous and outrageous too. While not always comedic I'd like to think it is mostly a good-natured romp.) (I mak...
(Author's note: This story was inspired by my tabletop gaming days. If you understand what that means, then you will have no problems understanding the magical references in this tale. For the rest of you, think of this story as something close to 'Lord Of The Rings.' Warrows are like hobbits, and the rest . . . well, that is easily figured out. This is t...
Hi all, Annabelle here with something new and different! This tale was originally going to be a short story, but it ended up becoming a novel instead. It is about an Arachne (half human, half spider) in hiding finding companionship with a troubled Vietnam vet in the early 1970s. It was a fun challenge to write (as I wasn't alive in the seventies), so I hope...
Chapter 01 - A Whole Lotto Surprises This story is, obviously, fantasy. It is based on what I would like to imagine I would do if I were in similar circumstances. It contains group sex, M/M and F/F sex and semi public sex. If that's not your bag, please stop here. And no, it is only a fantasy - I haven't won the lotto yet. I never really expected to get ri...
Thump thump crash! Thump thump crash! "Is that an ordinary sound?" Ember asked, holding the mask he had picked from the locker room in his hands. Beside him, Snide was counting out a wild profusion of money into a collection of sacks. The two of them stood in a small stone corridor that led to a set of stairs that, if Ember was right, would head right to...
Traffic was backed up. Giving him time to think. Didn't really want to argue with January anymore. Nothing more to be said. Just thinking. Flipping through radio stations. A perky female announcer remarked on the latest government shutdown, he'd never paid much attention to politics before. But now? He brushed a strand of his long, raven-dark hair away from...
Fictional story about fictional characters. This is my fantasy of Season 2, Episode 10. ***** Red Foreman hated his birthdays. It wasn't that he minded getting older; he didn't feel older. It wasn't that he minded losing more hair; he began losing it in high school, so that was no big deal. No, the reason Red hated his birthdays was because of all the fus...