I was sitting in the passenger seat of my friend's truck. We were heading home from work. We pass through a few small bergs. We live up in the mountains. Passing through one of these, my friend quietly mentioned that my car was parked up the driveway of a house there. Hearing him say it, I knew that he knew. It was in the tone of his voice. And as he said...
She knew she must be dreaming but it wasn't quite a dream. There was a dream like quality but it was just a bit more solid than any lucid dream she'd ever had. She wandered along a stream, deep in a tranquil forest, everything calm and peaceful. Georgia sat on a large rock and waited. She couldn't be sure but it felt like something was about to happen. A rus...
She Belongs to Me "Honey, I home." My heart stopped and a lump gagged my throat. Routine autonomic functions ceased, while my mind jolted to sharp attention from the numbing slog of household chores. "She's here. Home, yes home, my love is home with me." With the patience of a flower opening to the morning sun, my heart began to beat again and the warmth of...
You don't need to read The Houseboy, which introduces Teapot, but you're welcome to. This is a shortish one meant to get the ball re-rolling. I've already started part 2, and hope to have it posted in May. ****** Although I had many adventures with Miss J both sexual and cultural, including travel abroad, I want to flash forward to a few years later and my...
Day 1 I reported to the enslavement centre today, and signed up for a year wearing the collar. I'm allowed to keep this diary but my contract says it's private, so that way no one else ever gets to see it, not even my future owner. My implant computer lets me write it how I like -- subvocally or on a virtual keyboard, and then it gets stored in encrypted me...
I never considered that day to be anything other than a typical Sunday morning, with the usual crowd or lack thereof, given that it was after all when half the population were asleep and the other half were probably dozing off in church while pretending to listen to some moron rail against the very sins that they committed the night before. Yeah, I'm a cynic...
The following contains themes of forced feminization, reluctance, non-consent, and other adult topics, so before we begin here are the usual disclaimers. This is porn, you must be over 18 to read this. If not, go away and come back when you are old enough. If you are old enough and this style of erotica isn't to your liking, then go find some erotica that is...
I, Eronemus, hereby set down in my hand the following account of my travels (and travails) in the land of Erkmark. Briefly, Erkmark is a long-settled land which had suffered the fate of many long-standing, decadent polities. In the centuries that preceded this account, the ruling order withered and disappeared to be replaced by a patchwork of local strong bo...
Little Shout-out: Thanks go to BreakawayRepublic for the sudden idea at lunchbreak. Filler story between Theo: Blood Angel and upcoming modern age monstergirl fictions. ** Hawaii, Edge of Mauna Kea ** "Jesus fucking Christ man. I get to spend half my savings on a research mission in Hawaii, and that dickhead Johnson earns the Discovery Prize!" Under the w...
Dear Taryn I met my husband at my place of business, along with a lot of other strange people. I go by Scamper. They called me that since I was young and it was less boring than the boring crap on my birth certificate. My husband says he likes to "pamper Scamper" which I've always thought was a great attitude. So where I work, Becca's Toybox, is kind of a...