Foreword from the author: in case you didn't get it from the tag in the name this is a story written to be read in game mode, given the way it is written reading it without game mode active has no interest as I didn't add a Canon path to be followed and a lot of text and options will be missing. Fools, everyone of them! What right do they have to expell me...
So, you're one heck of a lucky guy aren't you? You aren't sure why or frankly how but one day the world received an announcement seemingly from the heavens that you could rape any woman you felt like doing at the time so long as she is eighteen or above with absolutely no consequences, not even in the event of any resulting (most likely unwanted on the girl'...
"Talk to the hand, my brother," Melanie Drexel said mockingly, laughing gleefully as she worked her gloved fist into her sub's rectum. The sub in question, a burly, muscular young Black man named Clayton Moors, moaned softly. Lying on his back in a hammock, the brother looked totally relaxed, or so Melanie thought, judging by his posture. Clayton's handsome...
"Ma'am, are you alright?" came a voice, and I stared at the two uniformed men who stood a few meters from me, wondering why they felt the need to shine their flashlights in my face. I looked at them through dazed eyes, and smiled through bloodied lips. Oh, not my blood, I assure you. I fed on a vagrant earlier, and discarded him in a nearby dumpster. "Oh, I...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. As such, the story may or may not totally conform to reality. With some occasional historical exceptions, all other places, events, and persons, are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual persons, livi...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
Author's Note: This is my first story, and I don't know how well I did, let me know in the comments below though. Check back for the next installment. * Josh walked down the halls of Jamestown High, towards his brand new locker. He opened it up and checked his schedule. "Math with Ms. West." He muttered to himself. He raced his finger to the other side, t...
13.Reality Check, Please Okay, priorities. I spotted an apple charging cable on the kitchen bench and plugged in the phone. Took a second to message a cheery greeting to Taylor (I'm not dead), fired up Uber, cursed when I saw there was going to be both surge pricing and a fifteen minute delay, then decided to hit the shower. Luckily, Alexa was more Whole Fo...
Author's note: boy this stuff is hard work, it's in my head but I have to get the words right. Keep the feedback coming, por favor. Gracias. Breathe. And keep running. Kenya's pushed forward, with the grace of a ballet dancer yet with the quality of a seasoned runner. She did this almost everyday, like clockwork. Running had seemed to become a part of Keny...
CHAPTER 1 Rugged looking but usually smiling, Charlie (Buck) Buxton resigned his position as CEO of Denver-based Robinson Kitchen Appliances, LLC as agreed in the takeover by Universal Kitchen Appliances Corporation. The predatory corporation had its own person to install as CEO and that resulted in the 34-year old leaving at the end of that month with ju...