Copyright Oggbashan May 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is inspired by the Lehar song: Vilja. A Vilja is a wood nymph...
Sunday morning, the light of dawn filled our room, replacing the city lights from the night before. The room was comfortably warm -- apparently we had pushed the sheets off the bed. I started to stir, glancing at the clock. It was only ten after seven. Why was I still not asleep? Brian was beginning to stir a little too. I snuggled next to him as we both beg...
About a year after leaving university, I started writing a novel. But then life got in the way. So, for something like 16 or 17 years, the partly-written novel sat in a drawer. From time to time, I'd take it out, read bits of it, convince myself that it had possibilities and that I really should find the time to finish it off, but that's about as far as I go...
I was inspired by Genie Chronicles by Joe Brolly and A Beautiful Wish by 800IbGorilla, and decided to write my own "sex genie" story. I'll attempt to stay true to the Rules of Magic from that universe. All characters are 18 or older. This is my first story, so criticism is welcome, but be gentle please. No sex in this chapter. It just sets up the main char...
Brooklyn I staggered into my house, kicking off my heels the moment I stepped through the door. I'd flown to Seattle, Washington, on Tuesday morning, and now, Friday evening, I was finally home in Chicago, tired and ready to sleep in my own bed. Short of flying charter, first class was as good as it got, but I still had to deal with crowds, terminals, lugga...
The first day after I got stuck, I could have just walked out. Not a problem at all, I had my backpack, gear, good outdoor clothes and heavy hiking boots. The second day, I knew I couldn't. I had never even gave a moment's thought to danger. I was just going fishing. The big Fall Salmon would be in the river down below, I knew. They always were there in l...
When your parents stick you with a name like Charlie Brown, the Christmas season can be somewhat... challenging. Even if it was a family name from long before Charles Schultz thought up his cartoon characters. For that reason, Charlie Brown, the guy, not the cartoon character, decided that this year there would be no lame trees, bad Christmas carols, shit...
I was slowly becoming aware that I was awake. My breathing was rhythmic and I could hear only the slight sounds made by the wind chime outside the window. No birds had begun to make their musical sounds yet. What I took most notice of was my morning wood. Just like it was frequently, it was hard and stiff and I enjoyed having it. Lying on my back, I knew my...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. ***** What happened next did more than startle Wen. It terrified her. With faces of stone and arms of iron, two eunuchs appeared and suddenly seized Yuwei by her arms. Too startled and confused to speak, Yuwei looked up to the Empress with her mouth agape. Wen got out of her se...
Act 3: Boundaries Snow continued blanketing the sky, making it hard to see and the wind chill was deep, like it froze your bones. The walkway was already covered again and had to be re-shoveled, much to my dismay. The way the persistent flakes fell, they would not be denied, and no amount of shoveling was going to keep the concrete completely clear. After...