Chapter 1. The station name even sounds cold enough to freeze you. Rannoch Moor. It's the remotest stop on the rail line from Perth, in the south to Inverness, gateway to the Highlands of Scotland. The old guard aboard this last service of the day was drinking his tea as they got closer to the place. Rarely did anyone alight here and never at night. The...
Welcome to the 8th instalment. Please start reading this series from the first chapter. To date: John Smith had an injection of contaminated testosterone, causing major changes to his reproductive system. He now needs frequent sex to survive and long term female friends jump in to help him. John has an unexpected re-occurrence of his blackout and is rushe...
So much for writing again, I write out a quick chapter to get back into the swing of things and it takes me forever to complete the next one. I did take an extended break on this one to write out a story for the Winter Holidays contest and I didn't even finish that on time. So that'll go on the back burner for next year and I'll try to get this damn thing fi...
ONE - DELIVERY Since things had gotten, you know, worse just about all over the place, a great deal of my time had been spent indoors, alone. Just like anyone else. Years of self-isolation from several pandemics, isolation-breaking protests worldwide fed by an equal measure of societal abuse and a sudden influx of everyone having the free time to protest, m...
First off, I have to again give a huge thanks to rnebular for once again taking the time to edit and give suggestions to improve this story. I truly think my stories here have greatly improved with his 'nitpicking.' This story is inspired by two actual events, which I won't go into until the end (no spoilers). I just imagined them happening to the same perso...
Continued from part five Ow...arugg... Liz? You're not Liz... The door... It's just too far over... I twist harder, willing my eyes rightward, summoning every available ounce of strength - I must find out... It's no use: the gag straps holding my head to my restraining pole simply dig that much more painfully into my cheeks - I haven't a prayer of se...
.Another bust, I thought. Decent scenery at the club, but no real joy. That's OK. Work tomorrow anyway - damn split shifts. All of that left my mind, however, for a brief minute, when a new girl came sauntering by. In this lighting all I could see were curves and black leather, but she cut a mighty fine figure. "-ith my buddy Tom," Al was saying. He was th...
Authors note: Hello everyone. Although set in the same town as another of my stories this story is about different people within the town, though you may see cameos from past characters. Thank you once again to Paul for being my second set of eyes. I hope you enjoy this tale. ~ellie. * Prologue Quinn sat dazed and confused. She looked uncomprehendingly a...
Author's Note: Well, dear friends, here is the penultimate chapter of this story for you all to enjoy. So sit back and get settled in because there is a lot going on in this chapter! We finally find out the truth about Clive, which rocks Lindi's world to its foundations, and Peter makes an unusual discovery that changes his life forever. And as for our frie...
Author's notes: 1. This story follows on from my previous story 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything describe...