Dear Kate, I can't believe the things you said in your last e-mail! How could you, after all we've been through together? You really hurt me! Of all people you should know how important this is to me. How lonely I've been, how confused. How much I've hurt. You didn't want me anymore, that's OK, I understand that. Cathy is more your type, we tried each other...
Alex It was Friday, two days after I met Ash on the Metro. The hour was drawing near when I was supposed to meet El for coffee, but I still hadn't decided what to say. It was a brisk night, but as the coffee shop was only about 3/4 of a mile away, I decided to walk and mull over my situation with El. The same arguments played out in my head as had for the...
An abrasive train whistle cuts through your gentle sleep. As you groggily open your eyes, you see the familiar antique decor of your private train compartment. The bench across from you is empty. You sigh: it's been a while since you've had any kind of company, human or otherwise. Hopefully, those administrative privileges and the sexual endurance pill the p...
A single drop of morning dew dripped from the penis. Or so it would have appeared to their quarry. In fact the object dangling from the tree was a life-like, phallic replica, 8 inches long, hanging suspended from a silken cord to the pine tree. It had been painted a life-like color; that was important to the test subjects. Or so Professor Cummond had always...
L’aéroport de Roissy était bondé en ce début d’été. Les vacanciers se bousculaient comme si leur vie dépendait de leur présence dans leur avion avant le départ de ce dernier. De temps en temps, une voix monocorde faisait une annonce dans un micro, dominant quelques instants le désordre ambiant. Des groupes se formaient et se séparaient. Les milliers de gens...
Mary hadn't expected much from her 18th birthday. She was glad to finally be an adult but otherwise not much would be changing for her. She had final exams coming up at school and her social life consisted of occasional outings with her friends Anne and Sara. They and her parents had been the only ones to come to her birthday party, so the occasion was fairl...
Okay, but really - gods exist. Small g. If you believe in the big G type, then I can't prove it nor disprove it. Live your life the way you feel is right, no problem. But below the Absolute, but far, far above us mortals, exist certain unusual beings. Are they good? Are they evil? Well, most of the time, they are just alien and they keep to themselves. Every...
I met June at the local support group for women with mental health issues. She is a transsexual woman in her late fifties. Of course, June was the type to stand out, so I had seen her around our neighborhood for some time. Like most people, I admit I was curious. But unlike others, who taunted and tormented her, I was too polite to inquire. But over the week...
Sam sat down and looked at his final creation, the Dream Reality editor. It took him several months of coding and training the deep learning AI he stole online but now it was ready. To test it out Sam grabbed "Age of Ultron" and put it into his computer. Selecting Black Widow, Sam saved her as a "Subject" and let the program create a mode...
[Author's note: if you ever come up with a story or branch, you can add it. Because it's an option that wasn't quite popular, I decided to make the story public. No revisisons from me, everything can be added, as longs as it doesn't break the site's ToS] A person wakes up from sleep to the sight of a room, different than the one they began their night in. A...