Lucas slowly opened his eyes -- his body throbbing with fatigue -- and the first thing he saw was the headless corpse, drifting slowly by. The blood that still globbed from the severed neckstump was floating in a glittering trail of wobbling, spherical stars. They were a medtech, and they were otherwise unharmed. It was almost cartoonish -- save for the hide...
Note: I kinda dropped the first-person/Sim aspect to these stories. All anal as usual. Two long stories and one short one. The Widow/Sombra section is more light-hearted than the rest for the most part. Also, I know it has continuity issues, but just don't worry about it. The Moira section involves unrealistic, large and deep insertions. The short Widow stor...
Thank you for stopping by and checking out my story. It's the first of a three part series. The game Overwatch figures into this tale, and although I usually try to avoid pinning my stories down to a specific time, this particular story is set around September to December 2017, and by the time it got published, some of the characters, abilities and powers h...
[Writer's note: This story contains several Hebrew and Yiddish words that should be defined or explained: Mohel: Highly skilled Jew who performs circumcisions. Can be a rabbi or an M.D. Kabbalah: mystical writings, should only be read by men over 40 years of age. Brit milah: circumcision ceremony for eight-day old boy. Meshuga: Crazy. Aufruf: a Yiddish...
3: Elevation Sweet-faced Angela Briscoe with sensuous lips and a flattering cleavage had become the darling of management at Baldacci, Guy, Reinhardt & Robinson, Attorneys at Law, before her unmasking. It would have been her sensational unmasking but for an amazing substantial cover-up. In Part 3 the final, Angela is promoted to the corporate headquarters o...
Thanks to techsan and Lady Cibelle for their help with editing. Balboa Park soccer stadium is located along Interstate 280, just north of Geneva Avenue in San Francisco. It is a short walk from the Balboa Park BART Station. It has been a hotbed of Premier League Soccer in San Francisco for generations. To make it clear, the two chapters, LIFE … HERE...
***I thought I'd see if I could wind this a little tighter even as it begins to hit the fan. This moves around a little, mostly in only a handful of places: A deserted island off the east of Scotland. Under the island where Kerry lay imprisoned. In the underhalls where Maezou et al are living and in an Air Traffic Control center. A little of Lily's d...
As long as she was able to remember half-elf priestess Lillian had dedicated her life to the gods. She was an orphan and raised by the Church but ever since she turned eighteen she had been locked in an endless internal struggle. Filthy degenerate thoughts kept invading her mind for years and there have been a few times she almost touched herself in an impro...
Jason Callahan had been an athletic star in the NCAA, and it had showed in his physique. As a member of the Yale swimming team, he had led the Bulldogs to a national title. He had broken Ivy League records. He had broken NCAA records. He had broken Olympic records. And, for a period of four days last year, he'd resided in the Bullpen. It was an honest en...
(Note: In the "note" in Part 1, I said that Part 2 would be Chapters Four through Seven, but actually, it's Chapters Three through Seven. Sorry about that.) Chapter Three Rachel Carlson stopped pedaling the stationary bike and looked over at Jackie, who was in recovery mode on the rowing machine. "You've got to be shitting me!" she exclaimed. "I want you...