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...
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...
Clara was a little apprehensive as the large wooden door before her opened. From her perspective, she had only left Roft Manor six weeks ago, and yet her family had not seen her in over two years. She knew that she would have some explaining to do. From behind the door emerged an elderly, well-groomed man in a tuxedo. He was quite tall, about six foot one an...
The death of a baby may not be the most intense grief a human can experience. Having not experienced every sort of grief, I couldn't say. I will assert however that it may be the sharpest, the most three-dimensional, the furthest distance to fall. From inexplicable joy, the transformative bliss and complete joyful shift that is pregnancy and birth, to the co...
John decided he could trust Anna. He could feel that she wasn't angry with him, just perplexed. Even doubting her own sanity. He guessed that could really drive a person mad and that wouldn't be fair on her. "You could. I've had this ability since I was about eighteen or a bit younger." There followed the usual demonstrations John did when he felt he could...
[Pre-story]Content Warnings: Unrealistic anatomy, huge cock, huge ass, mother/son incest Disclaimer: All characters are 18+[/pre-story] Ghost Story: Chapter 2, Part 3 The ghost said nothing as Maddie's gloved hands slid up and down the invisible shaft that thrust up from the couch cushion in front of her, slick with invisible, spectral precum. He'd been s...
Unconscious Camilla was now reliving a memory that had occurred three years before the aquarium incident, so she was thinking back to when she was thirty-four and lecturing in McGill University in late October. She was discussing two passages in Moby-Dick. "'In Chapter 35, 'The Mast-Head', Herman Melville writes of how we can be lulled into an opium-like, l...
Mitch Goodman is lying in bed asleep, the room is dark. The sheets are hanging halfway off the bed, and he is snoring loudly. His alarm clock buzzes loudly, he aimlessly slaps at the nightstand. "Shit," Mitch mumbles, as he knocks the alarm on the floor. The noise is distorted, but still remains. "Motherfuckinshitass," He growls as he nearly falls out of bed...
It was early evening on a hot summer day as Olivia paced around her bedroom, shedding sweaty clothes and leaving them strewn about without much thought. Her hair felt remarkable clean despite the gardening and other activities she had done that day, but in many places her mocha skin shined with the evidence of heavy perspiration. Her socks had been discarded...
Jake sighed as he cleaned the test-tubes. He was a freshman, and realized that he needed to pay his dues to get the really choice assignments in the lab, but cleaning the results of grad students experiments was still really nasty. Although, the job wasn't without its perks. One of the perks was that he was always the last one in the lab in the evenings - li...