The monthly board meeting of the Gaian Commune Farm and Industries was drawing to a close. Finances were excellent, additional members (both recruited and newborn) were approved, Kyle's recommendation for a trial run of black soldier fly production drew especial interest. "These things eat almost any organic material?" Sylvia expressed skepticism. "That's...
This is a super-nasty fetish fic. Warning for all sorts of nasty shit ahead. Mud, food play, watersports, garbage play, all that good stuff. Don't keep reading if any of those things don't interest you. Its gonna happen regardless. * It had been luck that Elana got this posting. A friend from high school had mentioned that one of her friends saw the postin...
The next day dawned with high cloud, through which the Sun would break frequently, it was warm, and Mary considered that it would stay this way all day. Abby had considered going over to the West Somerset Railway again, but Sam's words last night had given her a lot to think about, and after breakfast her footsteps, as if with a mind of their own, took her t...
Sezithorum spent most of the afternoon poring over the Codex, punctuated by more releases of charm. Beyond those brief orders, barely more than grunts, he scarcely said a word to them. He was typically taciturn, and he'd gotten absorbed in books and projects before, but never to the point of completely ignoring them. Even when telling them to get him off, he...
Darrin loved her lavender scent. It was that same scent that first attracted him to her, an illustrious perfume that enlivened his imagination with wild thoughts. It was a curse, he knew, to love that unreachable. He could still picture her face, each contour shaped by the hands of the Gods. To love. That's when the ache would kick in. No matter what his fri...
Elle Franklin makes her way down into the bowels of the Ganthorian craft. Joining Jack Ramse and Cameron Scott in moving the scattered debris around their indoor lagoon. Reaching them she notes the two men moving large metallic tubes that were empty of whatever contents used to be stored in them. "What are we doing Fellas?" Jack nudges her aside as he and...
I thought most things were good in my marriage to Sandy, my big, beautiful wife of fifteen years. Sandy is 5'7" tall. When the events in my story took place, Sandy had gone from a size 20 to size 24. Her breasts, which had begun to sag due to gravity, were 40DD. She had two more surgeries related to her chronic illness. She had an inverted "T" scar on her be...
Santa Claus's domain at the North Pole has always been one of the happiest places in the world but not to all the elves. As with any large group of humans or humanoids, some of the workers were unhappy with their lot and, until she did something about her problems, Rum Raisin was probably the most unhappy of all Santa's elves. For one thing, she hated her...
An interesting request for my services showed up in my mailbox. So far, in my somewhat fledgling business, all my new customers had called me on the phone to request an estimate or make an appointment for me to work for them. This was the first letter I'd received . . . Dear sir, I live off the grid in the far north-eastern part of the County. If you are...
Kayla Moody drove up the lane, flanked on either side by majestic, oaks. The main house of the sprawling, plantation stood in front of her. An enduring, symbol of the antebellum South dating back to before the Civil War, she had inherited the plantation from her Grandmother who had recently passed away. The sprawling, estate had been in the family for genera...