--BIG UPDATE-- I realized, very recently, that I had made a big mistake while creating the story. This story is going to be inactive (until I can find a way to remove it from the site), but expect a new, very similar story to pop up soon! The ceiling is ugly. It isn't dirty, or anything, just the texture's weird. Or, more like, it looks weird. Like tiny mou...
Colin was a smart guy. He was taking his Master's degree in physics during the time in which this story is set. He had dark brown hair that was thick and tickled his emerald eyes from underneath his black-rimmed glasses. He did not have a particularly muscular build, yet he was not fat. Sort of, average, in a way. He lived in a two-bedroom apartment building...
All characters in this story are at least 18 years old. The Watcher, Asmodatu, appears to us on an alien landscape. "I am Asmodatu the Watcher" he told us, "like Uatu, I have observed the rise and fall of civilisations, worlds, galaxies. I know all that is, most of what has been and much of what will be. I also have many windows into the stran...
This story is intended to be read with Game Mode on. Assuming I've done all the formatting right, the story will change depending on how you play. Reading the story with Game Mode off will alter the intended flow of the story, and probably come off as confusing and unfocused. This story is still in the early stages (not aided by the fact that I hit the "...
(All characters in this story is 18 and over) "Hello there John Jones. I personally welcome you to our park. I know you want to hop in and have your fun with our wonderfully amazing bots. But first we have to go over the rules, before you can stick your dick into every bots that we have in stock." a blue eyes and platinum blonde woman in the tighte...
"Matt!" I hear someone shout from the crowd of people waiting at the exit to the airport. I look towards the direction of the sound, and I see a blonde woman in her mid-40s, short hair, and in a tight white top smiling at me and waving, and I recognise my step-mom Millie Smith. I smile back and wave, and walk towards her, pushing my luggage cart in...
Why does being forced to be the slave of a woman and drink her urine or lick her feet produce such pleasurable emotions within us? What makes fantasizing over being forced to dress as a girl and provide oral sex for a male friend arouse us to the extents it does? I have had these questions for years and I believe I have found several answers. If you too have...
Scene 1 I couldn't believe I was doing it, even as I followed the tall blonde in the black PVC catsuit to the door with "Private" written over the door in tilting red script. I just went to the sex club to watch, at least that was my plan, but as soon as I saw her demonstrating the proper way to flog a man in a kneeling position, I knew I would be on my kne...
Ava knew moving involved a lot of work and piles upon piles of boxes. She'd done it before, from one region to another even. But this time was so much different, even if it was less distance. This little two bedroom one bathroom house...it was hers. Hers to share with the man she had chosen to share her life with. And together, they had enough boxes to fill...
Across video games, there are always stunning heroines or dashing heroes, stunning villains, or gorgeous villainesses. Be them a humble village girl or an evil sorcerer, at some point, they may have been defeated. Who wouldn't want to see such stunning beauties and handsome men in such scenarios? This story is all about video game characters being bested whe...