Dominion Support Vessel 323-742-5669, Hellbaum Sector: Vonbran leaned back in his chair and rubbed his deep violet eyes, fighting off the exhaustion that had been plaguing him for the last several days, the closer they approached the Test Site. He had to make sure that everything was perfect, everything was right. The alternative... the alternative... "Vor...
When I was young my Grandfather used to read the paper to me. One of his favorite columnists was a woman named Erma Bombeck. I got the idea for this story from the title of one of her books. As usual thanks to Mikothebaby for editing this story. If you like it please let her know that her work is appreciated by someone besides me. * * * * * * Refusing to...
Apocalypse Slaves, Part 9: Christina. By: AlexClayton. *** Author's Notes: Seriously, I've done eight of these things already. Do I really need to list trigger warnings in these things anymore? If so, go back to any one of my previous parts and read them and decide if this is a story you want to read or not. In case anyone is wondering; I am taking...
Copyright PennameWombat November 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actua...
CHAPTER 1: EXPLORATION The gel layer began to soften, the pressure that kept his twitching limbs immobilized slowly fading. As soon as he was able, he rose from the pod, sitting waist-deep in the strange fluid. Everything hurt, he felt as though an electric current had been running through his every nerve, and he wasn't sure why. He blinked his eyes as his...
Chapter Fifty-Six YAVARA I was in the midst of a great silence. It was deafening. The world around me seemed to pulse with it, fading in and out like the cadence of waves. Blood ran from my sister's nose and mouth, and pooled onto the hollow of her throat. Her eyes were bloodshot and dull, staring at the ceiling. She was dead, and I didn't feel anything....
This story is total fiction and any actual places named are used strictly for settings in the story. I hope you enjoy it, and please don't forget to vote. MoogPlayer ~~~~~~ "I'm really going to miss you, Michael," she said, as she took me to the airport, "Please stay in touch, okay?" "I'll really try," I replied, "But I can't make any promises." ~~~~~...
USS Surefoot, Deck 4, Sickbay Recovery Room, Stardate 36448.68: Captain Hrelle lay face down on the biobed, resting his muzzle on his crossed arms, a teal-coloured cloth draped over his rear end; a small opening in the cloth allowed a thick, furless, half-metre-long appendage to rise up and sway like a Rigelian cobra. His fingers, encased in dermal sheaths,...
Hello everyone! It's good to be back home for a while. I'm sorry for being gone so long, but because of the book signings as well as the lectures, it was necessary. I hope you all enjoy this story, as it's one that I've been working on for quite a while. Please keep in mind that it is a FICTIONAL story, as well as the fact that ANYTHING CAN and usually DOES...
Many thanks to Tigerssman for all the help and patience. All sex scenes have people at least 18 years of age. Dawn, a Northfield University RA, had a fun game which was lighthearted in the past but this year it may have had deadly have. It was voluntary so only a handful of the girls accepted the challenge. It was a game of name change, first you lost you...