All characters in this story are 18+. The characters and location are fictitious and any resemblance to any real persons is purely coincidental. .This story will be very focused on ****, tentacles, BDSM style stuff, and darker themes like bad ends where the characters will be subjects of the plants for the rest of their lives. So far Dome 8 has the most deve...
The light from the twin moons of Luna and Alt-Luna danced in the night sky over the City while, on level 6, Neela walked up the corridor to the one-room dome she shared with her husband. The red light flashing next to the latch told her she had mail waiting inside. "Oh," she thought, "I wonder if our lottery assignments for this year have arrived." Hurriedly...
Alex looked over the hologram of the plans for the dome in front of him. Though a lot had been done in these past two weeks, there was still more to do. Since the night of the Artucian's entry into the Unified Systems Alliance, both them and the crew of the Perseus had been working around the clock. Salvaging the wrecks of the Dead Snows was well under way,...
~If anyone saw her they would think she was only a Dome and never a submissive.~ As she stood viewing herself in her black outfit consisting of a mesh/solid skintight sleeveless shirt and tight soft leather flare pants. Spike heal boot on to add just that few inches of height. Rich strawberry-blond hair gelled black into a ponytail that reached the middle o...
Copyright Neonurotic, April 2014 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Author's Note: Thank you 4degrees for your help. I hope you're p...
Advertised as a complete cornucopia of delight for all the senses, it still took months to be accepted for a reservation. The waivers, disclaimers, and doctors' report that had to accompany each request for a reservation seemed mountainous and over bearing. Yet, once that magical reservation was obtained, there was never any doubt or change of plans, as it...
We approached the dome from the darkness of the Playa. Alyssa, naked, walked slowly. Every step brought her closer to the full light of the dance floor. A dozen people were standing around one of the entrances of the dome, laughing and cooling off in the night air. Heads turned when we approached. Nudity was not unknown on the Playa, and there would probab...
In dark underground chambers, humid, warm, and pulsing as though inside a living thing, the hive mind of the Intai Juhen colony on Kentauris-7 roused slowly from the dormant dreaming state it occupied when not otherwise engaged. For long periods, only individual organisms were active... guard drones, or the small crustacean-like animals that maintained the h...
Is this what is meant by a "parallel universe"? Harry Knutson walked through the door into a Bizarro World where social mores and conventions had long since been dissolved in an acid bath of hedonism. In the feeble light he saw only the undulation of arrhythmic waves of Othello's proverbial beasts with two backs. The one piece of morality that held sway here...
Darcie - part 3 We both crashed when we made it back to camp. We crammed some energy bars in our bellies before crawling into the tent and passing out on top of the air mattress. The sun set as we slept, the rest of the festival still booming around us. I woke up still groggy. It was night, our little tent dark and warm. Also warm, and wet, was my cock. A...