ACT THREE CONTENT WARNING & DISCLAIMER This is the third of five Acts of a novella that is not as romantic as its title might suggest. This particular Act contains descriptions of bodily functions and unpleasant foods. If such fetishes are not 'your thing', please scroll straight down to the part labelled 'Section Two' near the bottom of this page. ACT II...
Sally worked for my parents as domestic help. I always found myself drawn to her. She was unusually tall at an even 6 feet. Her features were quite attractive but she always dressed in plain clothes with no makeup with her hair tied in a severe bun. Did I mention that Sally also belonged to my parents? She was a robot, which were common domestic companions i...
Lena dropped out of the helicopter and glided down and into the crowd, landing softly, despite dropping some thirty meters, though her large bare breasts whacked her in the face as she crouched to dissipate the momentum. Everywhere around, there were piles of flesh and blood, the likes of which were rarely seen outside the most brutal of televised massacres...
"Shit!" I yelled as I heard the squeal of brakes, followed by a crunch and clatter behind me. "Shit, Shit, Shit, just what I fucking need." I looked in the side mirror on the drivers side, nothing. The other mirror didn't reveal anything either. The rear view mirror was rendered useless by the giant box in the bed of the dump truck. I pulled on the emergency...
Inside the observation room of the Advance International Space Station, Professor Phillip Johnson stood at the large curved porthole and marvelled at the huge Earth below. He leaned closer until his nose touched the reinforced glass. A swoosh from the opening slide door announced the Commander's arrival...Tatya Lesboski. Tatya scoffed, "Cleaning the glass wi...
Byron Leicester had a difficult time visiting his strange Aunt Galena Twysel. Auntie Gal was actually only about sixty-three years old and damned good looking for that. The doctors said she had early Alzheimer's, though this mystified Byron as his aunt still lived in her own house, did her gardening and shopping. "But don't upset her or offend her" his m...
"Wizards and witches always know when they will die," Havelock Vetinari proclaimed to his 'friend' Lady Margolotta, Ruler of Überwald, over dinner one evening, "unlike the 'Differently Alive' who mostly have no reason to believe that they ever will." "Qvite so," she responded archly, "und your point is?" "I'm just musing on the fact that while the Watch,...
Joscelin and Driggle made their way into the town of Valorinth. The road was filled with wondering travelers, peddlers, and townsfolk. Driggle floated along next to the buxom beauty as they walked down the street. Many men and a few women watched Joscelin's huge knockers bouncing and jiggling with every step the big titted bimbo took. Some even brushing up a...
My name is Roger. I am in my mid 40s. I am not what you would call handsome in the classical sense, but my rugged features, with a smile, give me some charm that many women find interesting and if I did not want to, I would not sleep alone very often. On the other hand, nature was generous enough with me and I am well above average regarding my male attribut...
Chapter Fifty-Six YAVARA I was in the midst of a great silence. It was deafening. The world around me seemed to pulse with it, fading in and out like the cadence of waves. Blood ran from my sister's nose and mouth, and pooled onto the hollow of her throat. Her eyes were bloodshot and dull, staring at the ceiling. She was dead, and I didn't feel anything....