Something is wrong. There is a crack in reality! Things are changing! Is it human made? Has it always been there? Is someone controlling it? Is there any way to stop it?!What's next? Average Office Worker Alex William Borgman, Mad Scientist Rachel Davis, College Lesbian Goth Girl Daniel, average thief Jason Willows, struggling middle class family member. M...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. All characters are over eighteen and clearly written to...
"No. Fucking. Way." Tom slammed his fist on the table, making all the dishes jump. He shoved his chair back and leapt to his feet, bolting from his apartment to the stairs, where he took the flights five steps at a time. Pausing long enough for the wards to scan him, he continued his headlong rush through the lower level to a false wall. Taking a folding k...
After I had downloaded the recording I looked around for a place to reposition my camera. I was interested in the parking area. Apart from trucks there were buses and a number of small two seater type cars parked there. The small cars had no gas cylinders. The rows of vehicles were parked with their front end against low level barricades and seemed to be con...
"How could you . . . Forget when we first met in fourth grade. I stopped the bully from pulling your pigtails. I was happy you didn't make fun of my smile which had one front tooth missing. Suppress the memory of our first kiss. You were so excited that you had to run into your house and go to the bathroom for fear of wetting your panties. Ignore the fee...
She leafed through the photo album, stopping every once in a while to look up at me, and finally she put the book down and said, "I guess you are my husband." I smiled and thought, "Yes I am Greta, much to your detriment." Greta married me the week after I graduated from college and the honeymoon wasn't even into its third day before she started fucking a...
"I was swept away, with nothing left to say, some helpless fool; I was lost." The music blared across the room, carrying with it an ache of fond remembrance. The room was paneled in azure hues; bed, curtains, pictures and even the walls hinted of blue in all of it's shades. Even the look in his eyes was reminiscent of blue. His fingers danced across the ke...
It was morning again. Memories of an intense night of relaxation and sex wandered through Larissa's mind as she woke. Starla's arms were wrapped loosely but firmly around Larissa's waist. As the younger woman squirmed in her keeper's embrace, she felt something around her ass. Larissa was a virgin, or at least she had been before all this started, but her mi...
Camilla got home from Bates Massage around 11:30 PM and saw Candice, in an elegant black brassiere and matching panties, waiting for her on the living room sofa. "Really," Camilla said as she began stripping naked by the front door. "You should be a stripper, Candice. You have the body for it." "Really?" Candice asked, looking at herself front and back, wi...
A note to readers: This series follows Finding Home, so it's recommended to read that series first. Finding Home was written completely in advance of posting. I don't think I'm done with the DeLanes, and I have a lot of ideas for the pack. I'm going to try writing in real-time this time around, so the stories will come much slower than before. I'm going to t...