The sounds of rain and draining water echoed like a calming white noise machine. Misty always used one to go to sleep, otherwise it took her hours to go down, although she usually sets it to turn off after running for a few hours. In her half-slumber, she could feel that something was off but ignored it as to drift back to sleep. The air was fresh, moist, an...
Part 1 - Narrator - Solana Days are now shorter, and the nights are colder. Leaves have begun to transform into their beautiful shades of red, yellow, and orange. The farmers have begun to harvest their fields, and the towns folk have started gathering supplies for the coming winter. This time of year, was never the kindest to me, for I am still haunted by...
"This is bullshit, Gasosh..." Chirped the annoyed voice. The owner belonged to a little green creature with large ears, and currently sporting a rather sizable lump on the size of his head. "I know we'd be caught... and why was I the fricken distraction?" The plan had been fool proof. But fools and goblins were two entirely different thin...
Writer's note: Lea and Leah are from my original work, and there may be some unfamiliar terms; "Andynes" are people with bird wings, and "Amphibious" people are blue-skinned, fish-like humanoids. Thanks for reading! :) * Lea knocked back his fifth glass of water. It didn't help his headache; he'd need to drink a lot more for that. Lea's chair was next to t...
No one liked Drunk Greg. Sober Greg was great; everyone loved Sober Greg. However, Drunk Greg? The exact opposite. His jokes got worse ("What's the difference between a Jew and a pizza? A pizza doesn't scream when you stick it in the oven!"), and he laughed louder at them. His hands started getting a little too friendly with anything above an A cup, and som...
Author's note: All good things must end. And thus, we come to the end of Book One. The stage is now set for an epic conflict. Some (but not all) of the major characters have been introduced. Watch for Book Two: Rebellion where we will kick things into high gear! My sincere thanks to everyone who took the time to read my story and especially for all the won...
The shadows were growing long when the stage came to life. A single skyrocket caused an explosion that woke every snoozing dad and napping baby. A squeal of feedback from the microphone brought everyone's attention to the stage. A middle-aged man with an immense cowboy hat and an even larger belly addressed the crowd. "How yall doin out there? Are ya ready...
His face pushed forward between the tall tree trunks with the thick green canopy above. The tread on his boots twisted the fresh dirt and pine needles as his toes pushed off. The morning air, expelled from the trees, was so crisp and rich that it was palpable in his nose and lungs. The rich oxygen fueled his large thigh muscles to a fast pace. A sliver of sl...
*For those who read my stories, my friend is running me ragged! Begging me to write these. Hi friend, you know who you are! Anyway, this is more quest-based then I ever expected to write, so I hope that you all enjoy it. As a bit of a disclaimer, the sex in here is very rough, and a little extreme. If you do not like tentacles, this is not your story. If yo...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a do-over. I wrote four chapters of the original "Castaways of New Purgatory" that you can still find on Literotica, but realized I'd gone completely off the rails from my original intent, which was to depict the erotic horror of a woman marooned naked on an uncharted tropical island with only other naked women for company. This is my...