25 years after the victory at Cypress, the Chiggers, a race that dedicates it's existence to the removal of all other species and destruction of any and all technology, have attacked various worlds in their campaign to crush yet another galaxy. This galaxy though, is putting up a defense. The Chiggers began their campaign by destroying a small planet by sen...
Thank you for stopping by and checking out my story. It's the first of a three part series. The game Overwatch figures into this tale, and although I usually try to avoid pinning my stories down to a specific time, this particular story is set around September to December 2017, and by the time it got published, some of the characters, abilities and powers h...
"Muah!" Widowmaker blew a kiss into the camera and watched the red recording light turn off. The shoot was done, and so was she, at least for the rest of the day. Another job well done. She was the best at what she did. "Great work Amelie," the producer, Frank, said. He liked to pretend that no one could see the raging hard-on under his s...
Julie crouched between my legs hanging over the edge of our bed, with my left testicle in her mouth, her left hand stroking my shaft and her fingers flicking and rubbing my cock head. Her tongue flicked my left ball in her mouth sending streamers of almost irresistible pleasure through me. I shot a full load when she released my testicle, shifted position an...
She always called him Jesse. She hated the way her Russian accent pronounced his Irish surname. She was never embarrassed by her culture before; she was literally a figure of Russian pride, the picture of her standing ready with her particle cannon distributed widely across the nation. But sometimes she wanted her voice to sound smooth and clean, unlike the...
"Form an orderly queue! She's not going anywhere until you've each had a go!" Clanged the announcement that Brigitte's one-stop-shop spread legs were open for business. At that, a scuffle erupted behind her. Helpless to whatever outcome with her body caught up in the ropes and her pasty, nordic white girl booty on offer, Brigitte Lindholm could do nothing bu...
Silvertree Chronicles Book Eight, Drums of War Synopsis: Charlus finding himself at odds with the Lady of Dreams. Leaves his wife in the care of his family while pursuing his destiny to restart the Knights. The time had come for him to come home. ***Inspired by multiple fantasy environments. Not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm June 2020. This sto...
Authors Note: This chapter took a bit longer to complete, because of stuff happening IRL and this being placed on the back burner. Here is the final chapter and hope you all enjoy it. I tried to self edit this with help from people I know, just because living with High functioning Autism borderline Aspergers means that while it makes sense to me. It doesn't...
Sheila - synthetic, humanoid, enlightened, inquisitive, living, android ------------------------------------------------- I punched the wall near Sheila when she told me that the other self-destruct had been activated. I had been with her almost all the time, and then I snapped my fingers. That one time that I had to leave the bunker to meet with the brass...
Grace had been stapling papers for the past thirty minutes. I swore to God if she didn't stop within five, I'd staple her perfect little manicured hands to her desk. I had had two cups of decaffeinated tea this morning and a fifteen minute walk around the MMG building, but I was still jittery, unable to focus on prepping the client account for the department...