Ethan J. Morrison was a 40 year old loser with an ugly mug, stocky build and an obnoxious self entitled attitude. Everywhere he went and everything he did was an insult to normal society, leaving him with no friends, plenty of enemies and a lot of angry faces wherever he decides to go. He lies, steals, cheats and molests his way to shameless self gratificati...
Author's Notes: This chapter turned out quite a bit longer than I thought it would. It only crosses over to the final page by a bit, I hope the story keeps you reading despite the daunting list of page numbers at the bottom. @o~*~*~*~*~*~*~o@ Inca Ruins, Peru — 2001 "We're close, Aaron." The old man held his hands out before him, moving them slightly ba...
Ali Baba and the 40 independent suppliers of goods Ali Baba overheard a group of thieves talking, and learned how to get in to their treasure store. When they were away he went in and took a little, and they did not notice. He did the same again and again later. Unfortunately, he got greedy, so they realised they were being robbed, which they thought unfai...
From the author: Read on, but be aware that witches in an intense state of arousal, do not care who 'handles' them. Thanks for reading, and please vote and/or comment. :D Shadow Not far away, in a room above the Burning Dragon Inn, another sea captain reclined on a bed surrounded in wisps of sheer cloth. "Do that again," he ordered. The woman kneeli...
"Do you think centaurs are real?" "Gee, Christoph, I don't know," came the terse reply from his back. "But if they aren't, then I don't know what the hell I'm doing up here!" Lounging atop her pack where it was strapped across his back, Krank blew a raspberry at what she viewed as a stupid question. She was up there, instead of hanging from the straps tha...
A Halloween 2020 Story Warning: There is magic in this Halloween story, which is also an Amorous Goods story. This is the required Amorous Goods preamble: A lifelong collector of goods and objects from far and wide has passed and left the entire collection and the business built around them to the only remaining relative, a niece on a career path of her...
England 1812 Martin toyed with the ring on his finger. Laresa had told him the rules. He knew he couldn't make Shastae fall in love with him, but he knew he didn't stand a chance of making her his if Andrew was always in the way. He licked his lips before taking a deep breath to call forth his secret weapon. A small mist of smoke filled the air around him...
Life is so unfair. And it does not hesitate to remind you of that fact. I certainly did not forget it while walking the sandy streets of the Piercer. But let's not get ahead of ourselves, let me tell you my pre-story first. First, about myself. I am called Alicia nowadays, I used to have a second name, but that is meaningless now. I am (or at least was) a p...
Chloe giggled as Mikhai drove the Porsche Carrera GT out of the dealership. "I thought that the salesman's erection was going to break his zipper when you asked what the best car to fuck in was." Chloe said as she caught her breath. "It nearly did when you sat on my lap in the nine-eleven. He forgot what he was telling me." Mikhai replied before asking, "W...
I AM SO SORRY FOR NOT UPDATING EARLIER!!! You all must have been thinking "Well, I guess I'll have to wait another two years for the next update". However, I finally found the time (and motivation) between work and college to pop this chapter out. I have two weeks off of college, so I'll try to get at least one more chapter out before it starts up again. Th...