"You know Phil, I wish you would call me Breezy." He looked over the top of his menu at his 22 year old assistant and asked her, "Why would I call you that, Beatrice?" Breezy smiled and ran her hand through her unnaturally black shoulder length hair, "Because that's what all of his friends call me." "It would feel a little presumptuous; I'm almost twice...
This is the ongoing journey from our first cuckold experience and how this lifestyle developed. Please read subsequent accounts of our relationship and the friends we made along the way. A very brief background of our life at the beginning and how it developed from there. This will seem very weird to the majority of readers but please try to understand the...
Prologue Janet Abbot was my first lover. She was, and is, my biggest fan and cheerleader as well. She was at my high school and college graduations. She was at my wedding. Nearly forty years have passed since I began my relationship with her and we still talk frequently. She is in her seventies and her health is slipping, but she’s still cheerful and fun. I...
Thank you for choosing to read Last Men Standing (LMS), the third chronological story in The Holden Chronicles (HC). Last Men Standing is about a man's understanding of a curse that has been recognized as a blessing in all the generations of the family. This story chronicles his experiences in trying to change his life ultimately. This is the first chapter w...
Author's Note: Hello! Enjoy this short stroke piece—it helped break my Writer's Block, so now other chapters you've been waiting on from me will be coming sooner rather than later. :) Thank you to AwkwardMD and karaline for giving this story a look before I posted. Ya'll are the best! ***** The bar area still had power, and lights glinted off the back of...
You and your girlfriend are about to go on the vacation of a lifetime. A magical resort where your transformation fantasies come true. Each room has the ability to let you transform yourself into anything you want depending on the theme. There is a room for people who like to be a different: age species Gender Size (height, weight, muscle, etc) person object...
There is nothing more freeing than to run. To repeat that simple cycle of movements as you feel the strength of your own body flourish and waver for as long as need be. All of the worries, memories and pains fall away in the primal effort to keep moving at pace. The breathing space that running offered the now retired Captain Takashi was second only to his d...
I looked over, and Jenny was gazing at me, a small smirk on her face. "What?" I asked, smiling. "Nothing" she replied, "just... thinking". "What about?" "You'll see". I shrugged and returned to my book. We were lying on top of the bed in our room, on the 9th floor of a rather swish hotel in Barcelona. We'd arrived earlier that day, and having got up ve...
You spot me sitting at Starbucks, wrapped in an oversized sweater even though it's still 80 degrees outside. My hair is halfway hiding my face as I sit curled up in the chair holding my latte on my knees, staring at the floor with a pensive look in my eyes. You almost decide to not get my attention and pull me back into reality as I appear to be very far awa...
The call spurred her excitedly into life for the afternoon. Still plenty of jobs to do. Her bedroom to tidy. Clean sheets to put on and a boudoir to create. Plus a lot of general housework. She had resisted telling him of her arts project, the result of which she was currently wearing quite happily around the house to do said jobs, adding a naughty element...