'Half the Man' and its associated chapters is a copyrighted production of Mostera1 Postscriptor edited this chapter. ***** Chapter 3 "Not that godforsaken buzzing again," he groaned and rubbed his throbbing head. "That's what I get for taking an extra sleeping pill at 1:00 A.M. in the morning. Oh well." Dylan mumbled a few more irritated words and then...
They had gathered a crowd by the time Amevina had made the introduction, and once again, a wave of shock passed through the newcomers. The Storm Queen had chosen a human, and her father could not resist the urge to point out that fact. "But, it's a human!" "Very astute, father. I do not believe that my sister, my wife, nor I had noticed that fact after s...
[A combination of writer's block and a dissatisfaction and uncertainty with the arc of the narrative had made this chapter a long time coming. In the end I decided it was better to push it out and move on with the next chapter. You may recall each of Amy and now Ellen has been given a day and night at a fancy lagoon hotel with Ned. We last left of as Ellen,...
The invaders tore through the border defenders like one of those posters that cheerleaders hold up for the football team to run through before the game. In seconds, over fifty bloodthirsty wolves had ripped the throats of ten Pack members and left them bleeding into the pine straw that lined the forest near the edge of the lake. The Alpha looked at what was...
GOODBYES AND GOODLUCKS We didn't go to the spaceport. Instead, we circled around the pyramid that was the former Emperor's home and settled down next to the sleek, angular corvette that had been my prison for subjective days. As the bulky, beetle looking transport settled to the ground, Mal glanced my way from the piloting rig. "Think we can steal that?...
Nothing But Knit *Author's note: Those of you who've read my personal crossdressing stories (those written in the first person) know I have a huge fetish for knit tops—particularly the ribbed-knit variety. I often use the word 'sweaters' for the things I like in a generic sense, but pretty much any form-fitting top that are not sweaters fit the bill quite n...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction that involves tentacles, masturbation, BDSM, lactation, parasitism, mind control, birth, and lesbian sex. If you're not into any of that, this is your last chance to navigate away. Enjoy the read! -- Contact with alien life didn't really change peoples' lives so drastically as they make out in books. Considering how mu...
We fell asleep there, together under the sheets, curled up naked and exhausted from our last session of unbelievable sex. My rest felt long, peaceful, and dreamless. If either of us woke up during the night it was only to half consciousness, stirring and finding even more comfortable positions against the other's body. It was early morning when I woke to ou...
~ ~*~:~*#K#*~:~*~ The tribe moved quickly through the trees. They wanted to reach the village and get home before day's end. In her hand Kerensa carried a sharp stick Rozenwild had snapped across her shin. Several others were similarly armed. They paused at the edge of the forest, looking down at the fields and buildings. "Everyone ready?" Rozenwild asked...
Tease Toy Orientation: Wednesday About 5 minutes after Trixie had left, Dan felt the bands against his body slacken again, and he removed the Exoskeleton. He took it off slowly and carefully (he wanted to smash it against the wall and rip it to shreds while he screamed, but he wisely abstained), and left it on Trixie's work table, trembling with frustration...