Date: Scratching head here. Location: In case you missed it earlier, somewhere at the edge of the populated galaxy. "Let's boogie!" Mark, the lead singer of the Milky Way Misfits, declared to the four Space Corps personnel manning their stations on the SCS Space Relations. Captain Washington swung his official chair around and faced the singer first. Seco...
Cheetah pursued her prey through the city. The criminal was fast and had only taken the rarest of jewels from the exchange, so he was not unencumbered. He ran up a spiral staircase of unfinished building Good she thought as she starting using her gymnastic skills up the girders to get a head of him. Her blood pounded with the thrill of the hunt. Where was...
Author's note: My idea is for the stories to mostly be 3rd person. However, this section basically has to be second person, so bear with me. *** The box you found was peculiar. Usually, a box didn't come with strange markings. It wasn't made out of exotic materials that seemed to defy normal physical behavior. Boxes were usually cardboard or wood. They held...
Giuliana Benedetti looks at herself in the full body bathroom mirror, all 5'7" of herself. The light olive skin she inherited from her Sicilian ancestors is the hallmark that sometimes gives her Italian ethnic background away. She runs her smooth hands all over her body, trying to understand why her idiot of a husband Giuseppe isn't satisfied with the I...
A work of fiction *** This disclaimer like each paragraph that follows it contains exactly fifty words. In this tale of fifteen paragraphs, not incuding this one, the protagonists visit a European sex show where there is heavy lesbian ass-play. Those actors and your voyeuristic story tellers are all adults over the age of eighteen. Wayne New Jersey We li...
I’d been working as a doorman of this club called The Loft for two years now. It was a good job. Good pay, $30 an hour. Flexible hours so I could study during the week, I typically only worked Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights. People always asked, doesn’t it suck having to work every weekend while they got to drink? Not really. I was used to working weeken...
Disclaimer: I do not own Supergirl or anything to do with DC. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Kara Danvers, a.k.a. Supergirl, was bored. She'd had quiet nights before, but this had to be an all-time record low criminal activity. Which on the one hand was good because it proved that people were thinking twice about committing...
An empty restaurant in the morning had always been Julia's favorite place to conduct an in-depth interview. She was friends with the owner so she was allowed to work there while the staff prepared in the kitchen. She sat across a dining table from a sophisticated older man. They had coffee and a few gourmet pastries, which sat alongside her papers and lapt...
The coach shuddered to a stop. Despite the smell of thirty athletic guys and girls sweating their asses off, and being cramped into an uncomfortable seat that felt like it was made out of concrete, your heart was racing. You were finally here. You were doing this. Ever since you were a little kid, all you could dream of was becoming an Overwatch agent. What...
It’s finally here! You scrimped and saved, and the most hyped technological breakthrough in years is finally yours! You open the package and pull out the black spandex full body suit, almost midnight in color except for the neon blue thick line running down the body and each limb. The Virtual Integrated Suit System, or VISS, claimed to be able to perfectly r...