Author's Note: Thank you to those who have stayed the course this far. It's been a long buildup, and we're not quite done yet. It won't be long now, though, before we take some steps forward and start picking up the pace. Things have gone swell for Jeremy up to this point, but life has a way of keeping you humble. At least, that's the way it's always felt to...
Note: They/them pronouns are used in this chapter. Deal with it. ***** The garden was nestled behind the Rakshasa embassy so close to the streets that Daliyah could hear people passing by on the street through the wall. The little sanctum was beautiful, housing tall trees with pale blue foliage, and various other exotic and well-groomed flora. The flowers...
Urban Oddballs: Ivory Manor Edited by Thegreat_pretender "Whew, okay, it's all put together. Here we go!" Annry said as she struggled to lift Oeno's left breast onto the rolling high-handled cart. "Thanks for putting this together, Sarah. I'm not sure what we would have done if you weren't here," Oeno sighed as she grabbed onto the cart's handle. "Oh...
It was a little after ten about a week later. I'd just gotten out of my evening shower and was contemplating whether to spend the next several hours studying or playing the PS2 or going down to have some fun with my friends. At least Larry was at another one of his frat parties, so I could go back to my actual dresser to get changed. I emerged from the bathr...
This is a parody story, no characters represent any real person, alive or deceased. All characters are over the age of 18, including cartoon characters who have failed several years of school. ***** Francine Smith's cell phone began its rhythmic combination of vibrations and rings. Looking at the screen before answering, she saw it was her sorority sister...
Author's Note: Thanks to LizHaze for beta-reading my first cutesy little urban-fantasy lesbian story. It was just something I had the idea to try writing, and I think it came out ok. Enjoy. **** Rose shook her head in wry resignation as she entered her bedroom. A very contented looking cat lay sprawled across the blanket on her impeccably-made bed. "Every...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
My name is Annabelle. My husband Eric and I have been married for almost 14 years. Neither of us have magazine cover bodies. He's 5' 9" and was the classic scrawny white guy until we moved out to the country a while back. Chopping wood has really built him up, and while he's not ripped like a weight lifter, he's solid and quite the looker. I'm 5' 9", 200 pou...
(Authors note: teenage morons looking for a quick stroke story, please go somewhere else.) I had a really shitty day. My secretary quit, to move to Texas with her new boyfriend. Somebody clipped my brand new Porsche in the parking garage, denting the hell out of the passenger side door and both fenders. One of my clients, the Avengers, tore up the hotel...
This is the third chapter of my story of Amelia and Alex. If you have just stumbled across this story cycle for the first time, please read Parts 1 and 2 first. ***** "Alex, can you take time off next week? I've a long session booked at the clinic and it'd be useful if you came along. Save me having to repeat myself after, if you hear it too." "Sure, wha...