As the title suggests this is a side story between chapters, potentially setting things up for future installments. The category should make it clear that it is a little different from the first part, however the second chapter will be more like the first, so if anyone wants to skip this, you won't miss anything. The second chapter is the next one I will pos...
It all seemed like a blur, to be honest. I have no idea what the hell just happened to me. One moment, I was driving my parents to my sister's high school graduation ceremony, and the next thing I could remember was some sort of explosion. Some glass from the front panel must have lodged itself into my face or something. I distinctly remember that much, at l...
I had the best full night of sleep that I'd had for a long time. I slept in late and just lingered in the bed once I got to a half-awake state. It was luxurious and I soaked the moments in as I recovered from the previous night. Mark was no longer in bed with me and, after my mind started to focus, I started to think back on the evening and my worries began...
The name of the CD bar he owned was called 'Over the Blue Moon'. It was the name of the one and only play Gary Stanisloph Kowalski the owner had been in when trying to make it as a stage actor 16 years previous. If he got drunk enough like the character artfully portrayed by 'Brando' he would playfully cry out 'Stella...Stellll-aaaaa' to the amusement of his...
Copyright PennameWombat November 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actua...
Do you believe in mind control? Francis spent a lot of money taking mind control classes at the university until scientists recently stated mind control was a joke. You can't make anyone do anything they don't want to. Actually Francis wasn't enrolled in a physical university. It was distant learning, on line with the Trans Pacific Western University. Not ac...
"Fancy long naps, yeah?" A sudden voice shatters the tranquil noiselessness of the atmosphere, pulling you away from your deep sleep and back into consciousness. Looking around, you see that you're in what appears to be an abandoned warehouse as various crates and boxes are scattered throughout the area. You're seated in the center of the building...
The rain: that's how it all began. Hannelore was standing in the breakroom, staring out the window with an increasingly grim expression. The disproportionate enormity of the window made her look smaller than she actually was, shrinking into nothingness in the shimmering void of the rain. She'd already changed, so she was wearing her street clothes -- nothin...
Editor's Note: this submission contains transwomen sexual content. * Entransed recounted my meeting an elderly woman on a train and going home with her for prolonged lesbian enjoyment, followed by her overwhelming congress with Dulcinda, my longtime transwoman friend. The account of our threesome now continues. The warm tingling in my nipples woke me. Dul...
Yes, you should be on your knees for this. Definitely. That's what you like isn't? To serve me? To submit? To be my little bitch? You look awful cute in that chemise, although it does keep falling down your left shoulder doesn't it? Too bad you don't have actual tits to hold it up. That's okay, we can pretend. I mean, I know you pretend all the time. But I...