Monsters Of The Northwoods By Paul Stories

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Honey, I Never had Sex with Them

by R69runner on Apr 14, 2020
Loving Wives

My story really starts about ten years ago, I had just walked into Johnson's Lumber yard to pick up a few things I needed to finish up a house I was building. I needed some cabinet screws, another pair of cabinet hinges, a couple of finish saw blades and a few other things and as I stepped into their showroom, there was a very good-looking young couple talki...

The Slayers Ch. 04

by kalamazoo707 on Sep 18, 2017
NonHuman

The mewling sounds grew louder as Jian reached for the door knob. Brittney tried to figure out if the sounds were coming from a male or female. They were so low pitched that she couldn't really be sure. As much as she loved Paul, she hoped that the sounds were coming from Amanda. Her stomach roiled and she fought the urge to vomit. She buried her face betwee...

Fruit Fly in the Pie

by tnortham3366 on Sep 15, 2017
NonHuman

Our story begins with the seemingly humble Drosophila bifurca, otherwise known as the fruit fly. The Department of Entomology and Nematology at UC Davis is researching and observing the life cycle of the fruit fly. We have a team of graduate students clamoring for the prized position of research assistant to one Dr. Witt. It seems the research position has g...

Wendigo

by TamLin01 on Jan 22, 2020
Erotic Horror

"For the panic of the wilderness called to him in that far voice—the power of untamed distance, the desolation that destroys. He knew in that moment all the pains of someone hopelessly and irretrievably. He had seen the Wendigo." -Algernon Blackwood, "The Wendigo". *** Four of us went up: Shawna, Eric, Karina, and me. I'm the only one who came back. The...

Tales of Decadence - Dark Elf Town Ch. 03

by EstebanMamono on May 29, 2018
BDSM

[[Small scenes of sex, small bondage rich plots with many minor characters}} The entrance to the Dark Elf Town was in sight. Yet as moths are drawn to flame, so are humans drawn to the dark pleasures of the dark elf towns. After all, some may be known to *desire* to get burnt. And who were the dark elves, the best perverts of monster empire, if not willing...

One to Grow On

by OTKSwitch on Sep 17, 2017
BDSM

Becky bends over, leans into Paul's ear. "It's stuffy in here," she says. "Let's go for a walk." Paul looks up and watches her retreat around the coffee table. He pardons himself to his two bookend sofa-mates – the gregarious Auntie Lou and the diametric Grandma Claire, a stick with permanently down-turned lips and hardened scowl. Paul is relieved to escape...

This is the Zombie Apocalypse

by Samuelx on Nov 25, 2017
NonHuman

"I am the one responsible for designing the virus which reanimates the dead, it is my fault, all of it, and foolishly I sold my soul to the Devil for a fistful of dollars," Dr. Amir Osman said soberly, and the six-foot-two, dark-skinned, slender and silver-haired Somali-born American scientist looked into the camera, a haunted look on his handsome face. A lo...

A Supernatural Orgy

by Samuelx on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Hey, there. My name is Gary Celestin. How's it going? I'm a Half-Breed. The offspring of a nonhuman intelligent entity and a human person. My mother Illyriel was a fallen angel turned arch-demon and my father James Celestin was human. They're both gone now. There is a world out there which most people don't ever get to see. Demons. Fallen Angels. Monsters. V...

The Last Shewolf Ch. 77-83

by partwolf on Jul 3, 2018
NonHuman

I was a little surprised by a few things other than Mitchell showing up at Adam's place, and they looked to be good things. Abaddon, my moody and serious Master at Arms, was openly playful and showing affection for Meghan, who was like a niece to me. They couldn't go more than a few seconds without being in contact with each other. Now that they had confesse...

Mongoose Princess And Snake God

by Samuelx on Sep 14, 2017
NonHuman

The monster has hunted my family members for a long time. Tonight, I face it for what may be the very last time. It prowled the deserts of Mother Africa long before the time of man. Even now, I'm not sure if it can die but all things must have a beginning somewhere. At least, that's what I tell myself. My name is Aamina Nazwari. My friends call me Mina. I wa...