You land on the floor with a wet slap, audible to you but minuscule compared to the size of the world around you. You writhe pathetically toward the shadows underneath a piece of furniture in the dark. Getting to it is slow, a room your old body could have handled with two strides becomes an hour of work. Of course, you don't have that body anymore, and this...
Author's note: Everyone in this story would be over 18 if they were normal humans. ***** Chapter 11: Winter Solstice The king and queen, and a large group of courtiers, stood on the landing platform below the Kype on Terra and waited for the prince, princess, and their companions to disembark. Fiona could see her father towering over all the others. She...
First off, this is not one for the BTW crowd. Secondly, the second and final part is already written and edited. I will be submitting it as soon as this one is published, so you are wasting your time telling me what to happen in it. There also is minimal sex in this part of the story. If you already haven't jumped to the end of the story to do your "1 star"...
My name is Carla Hayden. I'm a young biracial and queer-identified woman living in the town of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I was born in the City of Belfast, Northern Ireland, to Maeve Hayden, an Irish Catholic mother and Djamal Adewale, a Nigerian father who converted from Islam to Atheism. Presently, I study business administration at Carleton University....
Chapter 1 Dressed in black with a white collar and white-on-black nametag identifying her as Lucy, the slightly tentative waitress with a soft smile said goodbye and to call again, her eyelids fluttering. At that Ryan knew he only had to ask and she'd date him. Oh brother, act your age, the newcomer to the city mused. He'd welcome her company but that woul...
Author's note: All good things must end. And thus, we come to the end of Book One. The stage is now set for an epic conflict. Some (but not all) of the major characters have been introduced. Watch for Book Two: Rebellion where we will kick things into high gear! My sincere thanks to everyone who took the time to read my story and especially for all the won...
Every time I see her, my heart skips a beat. Here she comes again. The six-foot-tall, gorgeous young Black woman with the dreadlocks and mesmerizing smile. Today she's wearing a blue sweatshirt with the words Carleton University Ravens scrawled all over it, along with bright red sweatpants and Black leather boots. The gal looks like she just left her dorm bu...
Author's Note: This is part one of the Christmas erotic transformation story I've been working hard on. This one has been wonderful to write - a fun opportunity to spoof some genres while weaving a nice holiday yarn. I hope you enjoy it! BL Quick (BQNK) ***** Office Christmas Party The new Santa had started two years back. He and his wife were young (m...
Important Message: this is a slow story. If you're looking for a quick cum, forget about it. In fact, nobody cums in this first part. Still, it's definitely an erotic story: it only has a different feel to it. I tried to make the main character more "real" than most "guys you find in an erotic story". He's neither an angel or a lecherous bastard but rather s...
The name is Summer Adewale, and I'm a young black woman of Nigerian descent living in the City of Toronto, Ontario. Life hasn't been a bed of roses lately, and I'm not just talking about political upheavals, Covid, or the madness we've all been enduring in our daily lives. Nope, I am referring to the fact that the world is close to ending, and I've been tapp...