"Bashir, where in hell are you? Come here, I think I've been bit," Marlene Thompson shouted as she stumbled out of the warehouse, clutching her wounded knee with one hand while holding her pistol with the other. Wandering the warehouse in search of food wasn't a good idea, but hunger has a way of making people do things they wouldn't otherwise do, even durin...
Hi all, izenrann here again. My muse was especially active this week, so I wrote the beginnings to TWO new series, after just finishing my first. Sometimes I don't know what I'm doing with my life. Oh, yeah, writing smut, I forgot! Trying something different out this time (because life is full of new experiences!) which is growth from a male perspective. Ju...
I want to tell you all how I became the Cross-dressing slut I am today. My name is Kylie, and these stories are all true. I could tell you the same stuff all cross dressers seem to say, how I dressed in my mothers lingerie when I was young. How I hid it even from myself throughout high school. How Kylie's voice grew in my head till I couldn't take it anymo...
Hello, and welcome to the seventeenth issue of Tales from Snippettsville, Short Stories From A Small Town. If you want to know what it's all about, go to Snippettsville Group If you have any feedback, and let's face it, as writers we all love feedback, just click on the author's name, in blue at the head of their piece. If you want to make a general comm...
From beneath a thick veil of dark auburn bangs, Alex's crystal blue eyes peered down the sparsely lit stairwell as he pushed the basement door open. Dim light from a single bulb overhead illuminated his smooth, soft features. Clad in a dusty old pair of baggy, black denim jeans, a length of rope coiled in one of the belt loops, his rough, rugged bare feet tr...
Thank God she didn’t have to work. There’s no way that she would have been able to concentrate, let alone stay awake. Alicia’s nubile body was spread across her, softly snoring with her soft mouth pressed against Taima’s throat. Jesus, what a night! Alicia had become a sex machine. Not only was she willing to give Taima’s snatch a lot of extra attention, but...
Chapter Seven Intrepid - 3756 C.E. When Colonel Vashti strolled into the living room where Beatrice was sitting, it was no surprise to her at all to see the android staring ahead of her with an expression of intense concentration. Beatrice turned her head round to face the colonel. "Would you mind telling me what has just happened?" she asked. Colonel Va...
After speaking with all of the newscasters who were willing to join the fledging internet news network, we all agreed that rather then trying to run two or three stations at the same time, for two or three hours apiece, we would run one broadcast at a time, but each would only run for half an hour or at most an hour. In doing this all of the newscasters coul...
"Breakfast," you say casually, as if we're going out to eat, as if you're not standing here with your hands rudely shoved up my blouse, my bra askew, twisting my nipples so brutally hard that I'm on tiptoe, clutching your arm for support, eyes screwed shut, my entire body vibrating. You've reduced me to two piercing points of feeling. The pain is exquisite...
When Jagati opened the bathroom door, glanced at the clock next to the bed. It read just a bit before eight in the morning. She stared out the window. The sun was up but it was still early. She listened and knew Joe would be heading out to his garage. In the kitchen, she could hear the the clatter of pots and pans as Lilith started breakfast preparations. S...