Ethan stood at his locker, leaning back against the wall. The school looked different from his new perspective, and he wasn't sure what it was that was different. It was the first day of classes in his senior year. He looked around at the people he had known since grade school. How odd to see them all so grown-up and mature-looking. He was eighteen now. On t...
Evadne Porter stretched luxuriantly in her well-used breeding bed as morning bought an end to another night of successful seed harvesting. Her orifices ached magnificently, a stored memory of every object that had pummeled and stretched her in the previous few hours. Time was she could remember the faces of all the participants in these celebratory trains of...
Harriet Harper did not cry at her mother's funeral, far from it. As a light rain fell on the few people in black that attended, most as local volunteers, Harriet did her best to control a smile of relief as the coffin was lowered into the grave. At 42, she had led a life as a spinster which had been enforced by the tyrannical woman, she venting her ire on th...
As you walk into the lobby of the hotel, you see me sitting there reading a book. You are intrigued because I look so different, almost like a spinster. My skirt reaches the floor, my blouse us buttoned up tight. My blonde hair is pulled back tight into a bun. Yet for some reason you are still interested. You walk over and introduce yourself, and invite m...
Wednesday January 15th, two full weeks had now passed since I took Jeanne, the girls and Paul to the San Antonio airport. While the previous few days had been filled with excitement and I now had Maureen Styles as a friend, I missed my wife, my daughters and Paul. I also missed my friends Ruth and David and Amy and Mel. I wanted to go home, but it wasn't yet...
Three outfits lie on my bed. Should I go for the classic little black dress, cream halter top and blue jeans or pink blouse and mini skirt? The invitation to Jenna's housewarming party had been very last minute and I'd only just decided to go (besides, it was that or sit in front of the telly with the cat for the fifth day in a row). It'd been a long time...
Hattie had to admit to herself that she was going to be a spinster. At 42, she still had some of her looks and she still had all of her curves in the right places. But the years she devoted to taking care of her sick mother had taken their toll. She had those tell-tale creases on her face, her skin was starting to sag, and she knew it was probably too late t...
With apologies to Jane Austen! * Chapter I Plans Are Made It s a truth universally acknowledged that a single woman in possession of a desirable body, a pleasing disposition and an agile mind has the wherewithal to attract a rich husband. Rich young men, however, are mainly interested in nubile women who are prepared to make themselves agreeable, that is...
Ullapool, Scotland 1414 It had been five months since Lilith had left her village. She assumed Roderick must be married by now. The threat of tears burned her eyes as she placed both hands on her growing stomach. At least she'd have a little part of him with her always. Lilith had been staying with her father's spinster sister all that time. A few mont...
This story is the seventh in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures, mainly based on characters in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series but with the timeline brought up to the present. Warning! This fictional story contains strictly ADULT content and is ONLY intended for mature readers and for personal consumption. No copyright infring...