"Hey Everyone! Today I'm looking at another exciting product of a local creator. I'm sure Momo will like it very much", Naomi started a new recording in her thick Chinese accent. Naomi was sitting in front of her camera ready to review another product. She was wearing a small tube top, which barely contained her K-size fake tits. Her hair was tied...
You finally have everything you always wanted. You're not human anymore. You rub your new body up and down. It's perfect, slender, and shiny, and it's all yours. You've got a small access panel in your lower back. It contains your SRPI port, some status lights, and your power and reset buttons, all locked up with a key hidden in a place only your girlfriend...
Episode Two, The Creator's Turn. Flash. Zero's visual sensors snapped on for a split second. The time with vision wasn't long to a human but it was long enough for him to take in a vast array of details. For one, he could see that he was in the small room where he had been for the majority of his existence, as tests and improvements were made to make him...
Perving on the Path to Paris After a soulful goodbye kiss, I queue up at French Passport Control. The long wait gives me time to obsess over Violet. The way her body moves when she walks. Her sexy lips. Her soft, squeezable tits. Her amazing ass. Her parting glance. And most of all, Violet's irrepressible personality. Her boundless self-confidence. Her sa...
Chapter 8 -- Anjolie Julie sat at her desk at uni, staring at her monitor, not really seeing anything. Her brain was a whirl of emotions and thoughts. Physically, that thing last night with Cassie had been astonishing. She'd rubbed herself before, but only as experiments really, and had brought herself to what she had thought were orgasms. But what had h...
I appreciate readers comments, so please feel free to email me. * * * * * Somewhere on Sicily’s north coast,1943: Day One: With a hearty bounce, the U.S. Army Air Corp C-47 landed on the rutted army airfield. Nose high into the Mediterranean sun, the cargo plane went silent as the pilot shut down her pair of four bladed propeller engines. Like ants, the...
Chapter 14 – Revelation The next two weeks were busy, but uneventful. Stefan did not seem to have noticed the change in his lover, or perhaps he simply did not comment upon it. Everyone worked hard, the papers began to emerge, and, every evening, they socialised and ate together, paired up and went to bed. Every night, before they were taken into sleep,...
After the thing with Emma Watson, I realized how foolish I'd been to test my machine so recklessly. I'd been expecting the alternate reality to be more or less analogous to mine—maybe with Emma Watson as a librarian or something, and me happening to live in the same zip code. But there was no reason to think that. I was as likely to end up in a reality where...
CHAPTER 4 During dinner Gran said, "I'm be ready for you to paint a cover for my book Carlson." "Great, I said I'd do that for you. What do you suggest?" "A representation of me riding in a gondola or perhaps of me skiing in the French Alps." "Do that for an inside illustration but for the cover I want something else." "That's fine dear, I'm guided by y...
I waited patiently for the stewardess to fix my drink. I watched her hands delicately work a pair of tongs to pull at cubes from the ice-chest resting on the airline beverage cart. She then poured vodka and tonic over the ice cubes and swirled the drink in her hands. I knew it was a perfectly measured 50/50 ratio. She handed me the drink, leaning over the b...