Pepe had been kept in a warm, dark but comfortable place for what seemed an eternity. Then suddenly a bright light appeared; his hitherto comfortable existence had ended. He looked around at all the masked shapes in wonderment -- flashes of light appeared before it went dark again. He wondered what on earth was going on as he lay there quietly, wondering wha...
Chapter Seven will also advance the time of my story here a bit. To move my story along into a lifestyle changing story I will have this chapter set seven months after Phil was outed as crossdressing sissy named Chantel. Over the last seven months, life for Chantel has become entrenched as a sissy maid and slut. The sex video productions put up online have...
She saw him as soon as he entered the room and had an immediate reaction, a physical reaction. It was the first faculty meeting of the upcoming academic school year. Samantha was an associate professor in the visual arts department and he was introduced as the newest member of the computer science department, his name was Andrew. It was a small New England l...
Prologue: In all the long history of life there has been struggle, always fighting for energy and resources against the entropic nature of the universe. The very first lifeforms on the planet Earth had to contend with a very young, very hot planet that cared nothing for their survival. For every cell death was inevitable, save the ability of these cells to r...
"Take care of yourself, Carl Robinson, if you ever need anything, don't hesitate to come by the dojo," said my long-time friend Duncan MacLeod, the legendary Highlander, as he clasped me in a bear hug, and I smiled and embraced him warmly. I haven't met a lot of good people in my nearly two centuries of living upon this earth, but the tall, dark-haired Scots...
Hi, everybody. Nash Winters is in the house. Kind of an odd name, isn't it? Well, it's the only one I got so a big fuck you to anyone who finds it weird! I was born and raised in the Bagley neighborhood of metropolitan Detroit, in the beautiful State of Michigan. These days, I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. You might wonder what an authenti...
As if your vote is my applause, please vote. * There's no one here but us. Tell me. Do you wish you were rich? If you're not already rich, do you wonder why you're not rich? Why "them" and not "you"? Listed below are SusanJillParker's miscellaneous ramblings of things that are not right and/or not fair with the biggest issue being money. MONEY. M-O-N-E-Y....
My boo is Haitian, and he's totally more chill and relaxed than the Somali and Arab guys I previously dated. He doesn't boss me around, criticize the way I dress or hassle me over tradition and other such nonsense. Even though we're from different cultures and faiths, or perhaps because of that, my Raymond and I get along wonderfully. My name is Zarah Hussei...
The life of a Fallen Angel isn't easy. Sometimes, it amazes me how wrong humans are about us. For example, the Christians believe that we're cute entities modeled after human beings in looks and temperament, only we have wings and halos. The Jews share a similar belief. The Muslims believe that Angels don't have wings, and they don't believe in the concept o...
Apparently, as a Saudi Arabian woman, I'm supposed to be soft and sweet, or so I have been told. My name is Amina Alzahrani and I'm a young woman of Saudi Arabian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Ontario. I study bio-medical engineering at the University of Ottawa, and hope to become a corporate engineer one of these days. I left the Kingdom of Saudi Ar...