This is a one-off dystopian story featuring penis worship and distension. Due to the plot and setting, it is categorized as Sci Fi & Fantasy. You could accurately call this a "lurid cautionary tale." [TRIGGER WARNING] Oliver is a fictitious character, and the narrative style expresses Oliver's incredibly offensive, and possibly disturbing, thoughts and opi...
For starters, my thanks to PokingFun for keeping her head above the rip tide long enough to edit this work. To Smutol, who fought with me - A LOT - but provided invaluable input into character interactions and was often the voice for 'the little guy'. To Talonwolf because apparently the ATF can't do their jobs to my satisfaction. To the Voice Howling In t...
This story is down to some research I did into Army background dressing for 'The Big Brother Hole' and some 'officers/soldiers divide' thoughts that just wouldn't go away. Much of the research is from Wiki, the British Army website and many like it, and in particular a cracker called the Army Rumour Service and the conversations and 'banter' that goes on wi...
I'm flying the airplane. A wing dips and I turn the wheel, scraping ailerons on the frozen air. The plane yaws; I reach up and adjust the trim. It rolls; I pull back on the yoke. We level off. I'm scared, afraid of losing control, of falling. But still, I'm flying. It's my skill that keeps us in the air, keeps the passengers safe. The passengers... I...
*Attention- This is a work of fiction, and all characters are fictional. Some facts may not be reasonable, but for the story, they had to be put in, so bear with me. Also, use your imagination a little please. Thanks for all the positive feedback including the positive constructive criticism. I am enjoying this series and have ideas with this character and w...
Scent Marked: A biologist learns her true power on the trail of the snow leopard My heartfelt thanks to mollycactus and Brittni4u for their generosity in reading and editing this story. Chapter 1 "Fucking bollocks!" I uttered softly as I watched the large chunk of ice break away from the cliff where my axe had struck it, trying to give myself an anchor...
Author's Note: This story was written some time ago. It became a sort of pet project, to be picked up whenever I felt like it. I am not sure if it is any good, but if you enjoyed the story, then my goal as a writer is fulfilled. Feel free to comment. ***** Projecting the Wild Man From the Jottings of Anna Pollock Spring, summer, autumn and winter. They...
CHAPTER ONE A visit to a Strip Club I just could not believe I was doing this! I was in London for eight weeks, attending a course on a new machine my employers were introducing, and now I was sitting in this strip club in Soho. We don't have anything like this down in Devon, not even in Exeter, and everyone knows that lots of naughty things go on in Soho....
Chapter 1 I don't know why I'm here. My parents were supposed to be taking me to college but somehow I ended up in this white room, naked. I think somebody drugged me because I'm dizzy--so dizzy--and I feel like I need to throw up. Where am I? The door opened and two men and a woman walked in wearing white lab coats. I cowered in the corner, trying to shri...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** Chapter One: The Meeting Moscow, Russia "Formally...regret ... sincerely," he thought to himself as he attempted to organize his thoughts for a letter that he planned to finish composing after he returned home from this trip. His immediate circumstances didn't accommoda...