Martin's Halloween Nightmare is a short side story using the characters and world of Martin Hastings. An unusual story to say the least. Not for the squeamish. It is not part of the saga itself. ***** "Twisted" Martin sat at the table before the judge with his legal counsel. The courtroom was full of spectators as the drama of the judge's decision loomed...
Throughout the world, researchers had gathered to review the findings of their fellow researchers and discuss what to do with the data presented. Begrudgingly they had agreed to hear an outsider speak. Many of them feared the woman walking towards the podium, if she could truly be called a woman was even part of the debate. Her ears set high on her head twit...
(This is an editorial I published in the current edition of the Shallowater Weekly Express and Wolfforth Word Weekly, which I edit. Please do not use the names of the people involved without requesting their permission. This was edited slightly because I always re-edit my work. This is dedicated to honey123, an author who asked for this story via private me...
You are a person in a slightly futuristic society where a special serum has been invented that allows normal human beings to become catgirls. This is a multi-step process to turn you into a fully trained pet for someone to adopt. Catgirls appear mostly human, except with a cat tail growing from their tailbone, and cat ears on top of their head as opposed to...
Melody awoke first the next morning, finding herself spooned comfortably in Mike's arms. She kissed his hands lightly and wiggled her ass against his crotch, feeling his morning wood pressing against her. Becoming extremely horny from his poking, she slid her ass up and began to slide herself onto his cock. He did not awaken, but his breathing deepened in pl...
He lay naked on the cold hard floor. He held his eyes closed, then opened them again. There was no difference, the room was utterly dark. He felt his heart beating. He had chosen this, he told himself. He had decided to see V of his own accord. But now, he realized, it was no longer a question of choice. He couldn't change his mind. His mind was no longer h...
What if we did this or what if we did that? What would happen then? I can just see and hear these old, Caucasian, billionaire men talking over lunch, over dinner, over drinks, in their homes, on vacation, on the golf course, on a plane, in their cars, and at the office about us, the middle class. What makes us, ordinary people, blue collar and white collar...
Foreword: I wrote some of my past stories by request of my fans. In a way, I could also say that this story was written by request. However, it would probably be more accurate to say that this story was provoked than requested. This story is a sequel to W32.GIBE.B@MM: SEXIST MALE CHAUVINIST. Operators of erotic story web sites, whether free or fee-based,...
Did you notice that the name of this article is how to buy a new car and not how to get sucked into buying an SUV, mini-van, or a pickup truck? I love cars but I hate SUV's, mini-vans, and pickup trucks. SUV's, mini-vans, and pickup trucks are too big, too heavy, gas hogs. Okay, pickups are cool if you live on a farm or on a ranch or if you need that type o...
Joriah saw the turmoil upon the Planet, Fabrasia. He felt sympathetic towards the tribes which dwelt among the tail. At the very beginning, all the tribes dwelt together at the big, bulbous head of the land structure. Alfgood started a radical movement calling for his followers to reach what he viewed was the highest form and state of being their race could...