Hating the thought of having to return to an empty hotel room I linger over my dinner in the restaurant until it appears that the help is eyeing me in the hope that I will soon depart. Taking the hint I pay my check, leaving a generous tip for the help's patience with my dawdling and head for the nearest elevator which rapidly delivers me to my room on the 2...
Author's Note: This is a one-shot, though it's open-ended. I tried a few things here and it ended up being a lot longer than I'd anticipated. I urge you to check the tags before reading. ***** Terri crested the final step with a loud huff. Voices blared from below, her little brothers and cousins running amok while their parents relaxed in the living room,...
This story follows the short descriptive tales of the Blob, a fictional alien character, based in a post war-time, 1960's-esque civilisation. Miranda, big-chested and beautiful, has given birth to a litter of the first part-human, part alien creatures capable of getting inside others and subduing them, and while Jane devotedly follows the orders of her Maste...
Amy wore tight, white, cotton panties on her 18th birthday. No one told her she had to wear them that tight. Rather, she enjoyed the feeling of them cutting into the space where her thighs cupped into her pelvis. She enjoyed the panties pulling across her crotch, constantly rubbing and exciting her. Amy was a wicked girl. Not only because she didn't mind usi...
They came like a wave of misfortune from the shadows of the brush. Howling mad cries of inhuman lust, the flock of little beasties burst forth into the light of Roland's torch. His burning beacon illuminated their faces: pale, snarling things with rows of hideous, needle-like teeth and faces as varied as their skin colors. Some looked almost human in their m...
A PoV-shifted continuation of 'Misguided Affections', the previous work uploaded on this profile. All important details are covered within, and the first-person perspective resides in a separate character. Familiarity with the story prior not required. ***** "Unnnnnng." I pressed my face against my arms, feeling them mash against the surface of the tab...
Julia considered the large package that sat in her bedroom. No name, no manufacturer, no return address, nothing to indicate who had sent this thing, and why they might have done so. It was heavy, with something large inside of it. She had to push it into her bedroom by sliding it along the floor. How it ended up in her seventh floor apartment was a mystery....
Mary kept her head low as she scrolled through Twitter. The teacher wouldn't care, none of them did, and even if they tried to make her stop all it would take is a quick text to Gretchen to solve everything. Admittedly, that stole the thrill from being on her phone during class. She almost missed the nerve-wracking days in middle-school. The trade-off was wo...
Sandra stood up and yawned after memorizing her daily twenty five pages of the notes on the celtion dissertation on humans and mortality in art. Sandra had a way about her that made one think of distinction and statuesque competence. At five foot six she was above average height and her grace in movement was apparent as she glided around the perimeter of her...
PART THE TENTH – PERFORMANCE Once they exited the building, Ethan turned and took her in his arms. He kissed her fiercely, pulling her body against his. The force of it made her nipples ache as the clamps were crushed against his hard chest. She purred with delight, savoring the combination of the pleasurepain and that most intimate of his torments, his k...