Kelly Lewis closed the door to her classroom on Friday evening, and walked down the hallway of Littleton Sr High. The petite blonde had a been an English teacher here for the past 10 years, ever since graduating from the university. She had been grading papers since the end of the school day and the hallways were now long deserted. She headed towards the old...
Author's Note: This story was previously posted on another site as Above and Beyond. To avoid confusion with another story on this site of the same name, the title has been changed. ***** Prologue My name is Kyle Richter. I was born August 12, 1986 in Midland, Michigan. My dad, Dave, was a chemical engineer and middle manager at Dow Chemical headquarters....
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello everyone, and welcome back to the 5th chapter in the morphing drug saga! This time, we'll be looking into the "Red Drug" mentioned in the last story. Now... onto the bad news. My life has been very busy as of late, and will probably continue to be for a long time. Not only that, but as passionate as I am about these stories... well, if...
I rolled over in bed and groaned. My head throbbed, and pounded. Hangovers are the worst, I need to stop drinking with my friends. I rolled onto my back and rubbed my eyes. I lay there staring at the ceiling trying to remember what happened last night. My head hurt something terrible. I blinked and sat up a bit. I looked around and couldn't recognize my su...
All through school I’d had the same sexy form tutor, she wasn’t a model but I liked the way she looked, she was 5ft 4, fit with big tits. She was a games tutor at the school I went to but took our form class in the morning and afternoon. Please understand this is only a dream not real – unfortunately. I walked to school on a cold winter’s morning; it was th...
Chapter 3 of Futanari Note This is a fanfic. I have the original author's permission to do this, so please enjoy! (Check out sexgundam666, but if this is the stuff you like you probably have done so already) ~ The Futa Note was in front of me, I had a pen in my hand. I was eager to write a name, but who? Should I give a dick to a bully or someone I l...
My life at school was fairly uneventful. I wasn't brilliant academically. I wasn't a talented sportsman, actor or musician. I wasn't one of the popular children. I wasn't in physical fear from bullying, although there was a lot of teasing, name calling and 'jokes' that were funny for everyone else. It was one particular practical joke that went much further...
KAYLA SYDNEY MARTIN AGE 18 STATUS: IN A RELATIONSHIP RELATIONSHIP TO YOU: 26/100 MODERATE CRUSH Chet stared at these words hover above Kayla's head as she ran out of the locker room, slowly shrinking along with her diminishing figure in the distance until she turned a corner. Then the words vanished altogether, leaving him to ponder the last two lines...
Sexy, 27, unattached seemed to be the perfect formula for a crisis for Celine. Today being the first day in her new job as a graphic artist in an advertisement firm, she was early at the new workplace and was waiting for someone to turn up. In the meanwhile, she thought how she naturally attracted all types of men; studs, lovers, wimps and pimps alike. The...
Abigail was so incredibly nervous that she could already feel her hands trembling. She knew it was stupid. After all, she'd entered this building so many times in the past that it should be a breeze. But then, she's been a student. Now she was returning as a trainee teacher. Her university hadn't been able to arrange any other placement, so here she was back...