If you want to know about the handcuffs and the fashion design project, this story follows "Waiting for the locksmith" and "Trying to date a seamstress." ***** My phone rang. It was Mindy. "So guess what I got." "Mononucleosis." "No," she laughed. "A gift certificate for the hot tubs. I won it in the Spring Fling raffle." "Jeeminee. What are you going...
Disclaimer: all characters are 18 or older Content Warnings: Chubby, BBW, unrealistic anatomy, huge breasts, big cock ***** Beach Body, Part Two As the mysterious beauty kneeled on the sands, straddling his knees, Joseph couldn't help but take a moment to appreciate her beauty all over again. Her smooth, tan, almost flawless skin, short, dark hair, still...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** The Teaser Pony Fuzimir hummed to himself as he...
Here is the last chapter. The cum has dried. Time to find our panties, wherever the hell we dropped them. We are all of us hurtling toward death at 65 heart beats per minute and better figure out what is next. Sandra is very good that. "This is boring beyond belief!" said Stephanie, morosely shaking her head. Her gaze might have been at some spot on the flo...
Where there is magic, there are monsters. Many live in fear of being stalked in the night, while others seek them out. Superstition and fact are often difficult to separate, and the demons who prey on human weaknesses have an easy time indulging themselves. Special thanks to the wonderful volunteer editor stbkvln for helping me with tone, consistency, vocab...
A huge thank you to my editor Tex Beethoven for another amazing job and collaboration, thank you Tex you rock!! Book 1 Chapter 18 Dante walked into the library, ready for his second session with the Elders and Archivist. He had gotten up with Lily and showered and went to breakfast, before they once again split up to head for their respective lessons:...
They both froze at the sound of keys jangling in the door. The younger boy stared at the door, unsure of what to do. "Quick!" the older woman said quickly, panic in her green eyes. "Get the door!" The boy sprang up and dashed to the door, but even as he did so, the sound of a bolt sliding home told them both that he was too late. He reached the handle, eve...
"The Shackles" is a fictional story. It is a story that I wrote for my "Naked Norwegian", a "friend" who became my online lover. The relationship is real, but the story is a fantasy that we both enjoyed. It was part of a series of stories that I titled "Letters to my virtual Lover". It stands alone without the other stories, but having read the Part 01 of my...
Victoria entered the sickroom carefully, carrying the tray of medicines. The room smelled of impending death. Grandfather wouldn't live through the night. She set the tray on the small table next to the bed and started mixing the powders. Grandfather watched her, his eyes eager and fierce. But his voice was querulous and his words negative. "No, Victoria...
Note- Next Bond movie in sequence to receive my upgraded treatment. I do not own the rights to the James Bond movies, nor the novels by Ian Fleming. This is just a fun story for fans only. For Honor Blackman and Shirley Eaton, two of our finest English actresses. xxx Miami Beach, 1964 James Bond was the first to admit his vices. Alcohol, cigarettes and w...