Hey everyone. I know it's been awhile. I just hope I "still got it" as they say. I hope you enjoy reading this as much as I wrote it. Once again, I'd like to offer my disclaimer of fictionalizing my own life. I'm not going to confirm nor deny that any of this actually happened. * Vera sipped her dairy liqueur concoction. For somebody she had only known for...
A/N: More Vincent-oriented stuff. Not so kink-filled this time. All human forms. Small bits of boy love fluff here and there. ----- SemiBroken Eggshells Denver, CO: It seems that these young people are still on their hunt for their friend. The head of the group, Nathan Winters, had this to say, "It's apparent that Vince doesn't want us to find him, but we...
CONTENT WARNING: Like most of my stories this one is fairly long and plot-heavy (though to be fair, it's plenty smutty, too). It contains occasional racial epithets and some rough kink content that some may find uncomfortable, so reader caution is advised. Anything that might be construed as depiction of a real-life person, or subculture of persons, is ficti...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Zamuel woke up to the beeping of his morning alarm. Despite having a king-sized bed all to himself, he always woke up curled up and around Snugglebutt. This time a tad sticky in the crotch as his semen dribbled out of the toy once he softened and slipped out of it. It wasn't as d...
Note: This story takes place when Martha was working for Lionel Luther. The Luthers are at it again, doing chemical experiments with the various kryptonite stones they have collected. This time, they are working on a synthetic potion that raises a person's sex drive and heightens their lustful hormones. If successful, they can make billions in the pharmaceu...
Chapter Two: The Plan "Help! Somebody help me please!" I ran as fast as I could I could hear Michaels footsteps behind me. I tripped and fell on my face. As I went to get up a strong hand grabbed me and pulled me up. I knew it wasn't Michael as I had told him that under no circumstances was he to help me. "What's this? Is Michael picking on servants now...
I squinted in the mild illumination of Lex's bedroom, unsuccessfully trying to make out the features of the painting on the wall in front of me. It was darker in here than it had been before, but the darkness was a blessing. My head was pounding, I was terribly thirsty, and nearly every part of my body ached. I felt as though someone had run me through a ble...
And I know he is a king, who deserves a queen. But I am not a queen. And he doesn't see me...* *English lyrics: Read / Ingebrigsten / Marazzi / Adams , Sarah Brightman's 'He doesn't see me' ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ "THE KING IS DEAD! LONG LIVE THE KING!" shouted the exclaimer. "Long live the king," the mass chanted. My mother pinched my ear and made me chant with th...
Faith crawled back into bed as she heard the door close shut. Another few seconds and the gate clicked, she heard an engine start and a car roar down the street. She laid there, a stupid grin on her face, she couldn't believe what had just happened. She drifted back off to sleep, dreaming of Lex, her Lex. She hadn't been asleep for long when she heard a kn...
The question of course was what to do with the Kryptonite. My meteor hunting expeditions turned up several chunks of it then, I discovered a way to synthesize it. Lex Luthor would kill to know what I know. It really wasn't that hard. It was a variation of the 3-D printing process although in this case the printer wasn't issuing plastic or ceramics but pure K...