Poor Lauren! As she sat there looking at me, it began to dawn on her that her troubles were only just beginning. "What do you want from me?" Lauren asked tearfully. "Humility." I replied casually. "I want you to understand that you can't go through life on your high horse, looking down at everyone else and treating them like shit, without consequences. You...
I just pulled into my driveway from work on Friday evening when I saw my neighbor John waving me over. He was tending to his grille. I walked over and John said, "Hey, I made dinner for two and the wife isn't coming home, so I thought I'd ask if you would like to join me for dinner." It did smell good. Better than the frozen pizza I had planned. Not that I w...
A special thanks to Vestiphile for assistance in editing this chapter. ***** "You don't have to shout, darling," Said a sultry female voice from between her legs. "I'm right here." "What the fuck?!! It talks now?" Jenna screamed. "Well not completely true. Yes I have possessed your wonderful pussy but know it does not have a mind of its own. I'll eve...
I had just had an enjoyable pub meal (and some sexy under-the-table activity) with Emma, the barberess whom I had only met at lunchtime. We had discovered we had a shared interest in boots, leather and bikes among other things, and were keen to get to know each other better, and explore our mutual fetishes further. After our meal we returned to Emma's hous...
An envelope arrives at work via a special courier. You open it and there is a key card for a downtown hotel and a handwritten note. Room #617 Come to Me, boy. I will expect you promptly at 7:00pm. Dress in a suit with panties and stockings underneath. -Your Goddess It smells of My perfume. You close your eyes and hold the note up to your face and immedi...
Chapter 7 – Submission Helena Sharp was 28 years old, a senior manager at one of London's top PR & Media Relations firms. It could be considered that she was a very powerful woman. Plenty of high profile contacts, plenty of drive & ambition that helped in her meteoric rise to the top of her profession. Her ability to be quick thinking, her powers of persuas...
All characters are over the age of 18. ***** I could never bring myself to paying attention in Miss Jones's science class. However, I wasn't fixated on something outside, no, I could not stop staring at my beautiful teacher's glorious feet. She always wore these cute leather sandals or her flat leather slides to school, except on Thursdays when she coached...
There are several stories out there involving living clothes but I want to leave this open to allow many collective authors to be as creative as possible. For example, you can write a story about clothes simply coming to life and stripping their wearer, leaving them nude and embarrassed or maybe the living clothes forces someone to wear them and turns them i...
Sally worked for my parents as domestic help. I always found myself drawn to her. She was unusually tall at an even 6 feet. Her features were quite attractive but she always dressed in plain clothes with no makeup with her hair tied in a severe bun. Did I mention that Sally also belonged to my parents? She was a robot, which were common domestic companions i...
This is a story based on the X-Men universe, most specifically on the films. Some of the background is based loosely on X-Men 2, but there are no spoilers. If you like this story, you’ll probably like ‘From a Boeing 747’ as well. Don’t forget to vote and send feedback. Thanks go to WildSweetOne, who as usual provided stirling editorial work and critique. Th...