The Paisley School for Extraordinary Girls in London is the finest college for the world's most talented ladies. Some of the young women studying there are great muscians, some are geniuses or athletes. Other girls have peculiar talents and find their way to the Incredible Arts Department. Here, Headmistress Victoria Swift teaches her young pupils the most i...
Linda said, "That's a good idea." She crawled back in bed. I got naked and slid in beside her. I lay on my back. Linda snuggled close on my left side, and Barb did the same on my right. "Life is good," I thought. Linda's breath became slow and regular, she was asleep in two minutes. Barb took my cock in her hand. I pulled her closer to me and held her the...
Jenny had come to the conclusion that she should have listened to her gut instincts about her apartment—the rent was too low for the size and neighborhood, and she should have known there was a catch. But, it was rent controlled and in an amazing neighborhood, so she told herself to forget childish fears. Even so, she'd thought about getting a roommate, or d...
Author's Note: This story contains some Non-Human sex with reluctance/non-consent elements as well as consensual Male/Female sex. Enjoy! -------------------------------------------------- In a far away country, there lived a King named Cepheus and a Queen named Cassiopeia. It was well known that the Queen was a beauty beyond reckoning, but she was silly or...
"You don't want to play that old game, do you," Darren protested to Barbara? "Why not," she replied? "I've never played a real arcade game before." Barbara jiggled the joystick in her hand as she admired the vintage console, tucked back into a dark corner of the dingy pub. "You don't see these things, anymore," she said with an expression of reverence. "...
As children we all fear that little creak in the night, the feeling that we are being watched from the closet by something unknown. Our childish minds depict them as monsters. But as we grow up we come to realise that these things are make-believe, a fiction created by our minds to scare ourselves. But in my closet, there really is a monster. And it took my...
A/N: All the things in the story happened to me in my dream, from beginning to end. Hope you like it :) * I don't know much anymore... All I can remember is that I was kidnapped in the middle of the day and dragged in this dungeon-like chamber, hidden somewhere deeply underground. I could only wonder how I was able to keep my sanity, but nonetheless, I was...
It seems that Hank, the closet monster, got mad because his story wasn't told, so here it is. You'd best read the first story and chapter 2 in order to truly understand, if possible, what was going on in my home. In my advancing senility, I sometimes lose track, too. In all my happy feelings about the future of the rest of my life, it seems that I had rat...
This was not how Mel had pictured himself. He had come to this country with one mission and one mission only: he wanted to undermine the local slaving ring. That hideous organization kidnapped young men, transformed them into monster boys and then sold them to greedy female clients as slaves and playthings. Mel should have been in the streets, gathering in...
I hope that you are reading this for purely comedic purposes. I hope that you haven't found yourself in yet another situation where my expertise in surviving the extreme going to be of some use to you but if you are reading this for your own survival my prayers are with you and I'll skip the morality tale until the end of this guide because you need to know...