Invisible Girl Stories

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Abundant One Ch. 02: Miss Appear

by Whitnessy55 on Dec 24, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Yesterday was unbelievable. I had sex with an alien. I woke up in my room. I do not remember getting back to my apartment. I put on my black t-shirt, blue jeans, and flip flops. Grabbed my backpack. I left for my first class, Physics 101. I was barely passing. I took a seat in the back. The Professor was writing a problem on the white board. The Professor tu...

Dreaming About An Invisible Man

by Aunay on Sep 14, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

I was delirious with a combination of a fever, strong pain pills and cough syrup that made everything all better... Daytime TV couldn't offer anything entertaining enough to keep my focus on and I returned to my cold crisp sheets in the dark cool room. I can always count on a good book to distract me and sometimes even feed into my dreams. I love my dreams.....

Haunted Ch. 01: Girl Meets Ghost

by PrettyKittyKaty on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

"Hello?" Hello? Really? That's what she was going with - yelling out a greeting into an empty, obviously haunted house? Sometimes, Cara thought she was just too stupid to live - like those bimbos in horror movies. She clutched the baseball bat tighter as she rounded the corner onto the first floor landing, wishing she'd had the sense to leave a light on...

Couture Capture Ch. 01

by acfMuse on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Chapter One Kidnapped Derek tried to remember when he first saw it now. When all of this first started happening, he thought he was going to go nuts. He was able to hold them off in their plans for a few weeks, and before long he was convinced he'd be safe from their plans indefinitely. He was wrong. Feminine voices giggled behind him in the darkness. Hi...

The Invisible Woman

by NYCSeparatedWM50 on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

For Cora, wherever she may be. She taught me to see. * I live by myself, in a high rise apartment in Manhattan, which is very cool -- except that I'm on the road for work more often than I'm home. Now, lots of people travel for business -- that, by itself, isn't unusual. It's my work that's unusual. I do odd jobs for corporations, with the emphasis on "o...

Time for School Ch. 18

by AnthonyFiction on Sep 19, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Note: All characters in this story involved in sexual situations are 18 years of age or older. ***** Somehow during the night, I'd managed to fall asleep. Surprisingly enough, I didn't have any nightmares about the freaky guys in black. Instead, I was treated to a more peaceful dream. I dreamt I was just sprawled out in an ocean of colors without a care in...

Ghost of a Chance Ch. 08

by CaptainKirk on Aug 30, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

Brenda rolled off of Tom to lie beside him in his bed, sweating and panting. She draped her leg over one of his as he wrapped an arm around her to cuddle her, rubbing her back. "Mmm," she purred, "I think I like waking up with morning sex." She traced a fingertip down his chest and belly to caress his cock, making him moan in satisfaction. "I could get use...

Invisible Glenn

by headtyper on Sep 14, 2017
Exhibitionist & Voyeur

One afternoon Glenn Smith read something in a magazine that really caught his eye. It was about a brand new product that when a person sprayed it on his body it made him totally invisible. The product was really developed for the United States military so they could spy on the enemy without being seen or heard. "We can watch and listen to people for hours a...

Hannah & Kay

by oggbashan on Sep 14, 2017
Fetish

Copyright Oggbashan October 2003 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * Hannah is dead. She was a real danger to me, even dead...

Wood Spirit Ch. 04

by Keelywrites on Sep 13, 2017
NonHuman

September 18, 1754 I have long neglected my journal, but the fault lies not only with me. I had woken at the long table in the cabin after recording my last entry by my hips being gripped and lifted from the bench. I tried to turn and see my assaulter as a large hand on my back pressed me down over the table, but found no one other then myself visible in t...