"So Gorund The Vast charges up to the black dragon, fighting off the pain of the aura of pain that the dragon's minions casted earlier. He raises his ax high above his head, and with a single powerful stroke-" "Heh. Stroke." "Can it Jason. Anyway, Gorund raises his ax high above his head, and with a single powerful attack manages to...
Fifty years after a nearly apocalyptic world war, human population is a fraction of what it had been. In an effort to restore the dangerous population levels, women were enslaved and used as reproductive machinery. In the natural response to such arbitrary oppression, a courageous leader arose among the women and led many of them out of the giant maternity-c...
This is the last story in my "Manhattan Girl" trilogy. There are 13 chapters, the story is complete, and the chapters will post in rapid succession. I would like to sincerely thank Gaius Petronius for editing for me, and IanSaulWhitcomb for beta-reading. I am extremely grateful to know you both. Votes and comments appreciated. ***** The slight incline ca...
*neuster Edit: Diese Geschichte war meine erste und ich wollte mich erstmal ausprobieren. Viele Entscheidungen und Wege kommen deshalb im Nachhinein betrachtet möglicherweise nicht ganz schlüssig daher* OB DEIN ERLEBNIS ROMANTISCH, SEXUELL, FREUNDSCHAFTLICH ODER KINKY WIRD, HÄNGT ALLEIN VON DEINEN ENTSCHEIDUNGEN AB! SPIELE IM GAME MODE FÜR EIN OPTIMAL REALI...
Chapter 2 (M+F) The text arrived as I got to my desk. "I'm not going to shower this morning... I want you to smell him." Putting the extra phone back in my desk I tried to breath in the hopes my pants would not be too tented when I went to my meeting. She had been sending that kind of message since I first started seeing her several months ago. The messag...
NuYu seemed like such a joke. They advertised a ton around college campuses to get people to come to their free seminar to see how they could show you the future. First 1000 people got a free screening and NuYu future self absolutely free. Imagine that, you could live again in the future in a vat grown body that was either a perfect copy of your current one...
I stand on the edge of the horizon and I recognize her- the woman in the mask. She does not cry or mourn and she pretended not to notice me. It started a month ago and I just can’t seem to get it out of my mind. It was an echo of a rat-a-tat sound of falling rain on a tin roof, a cycle that seemed to repeat itself over and over again. I had been here before...
The creek seduced us with its inviting rock pool, while cicadas deafened us, screeching from the eucalypts. Water levels were low, because, besides a few storms, we hadn't had proper rain in months. The country to the south was burning, for over a thousand kilometres, all the way down Australia's south-east coast, the forests of the Great Divide combusting i...
WELCOME TO DETROIT There are fifty shades of gray in the Motor City. And all their names are Death. It was the best of times. It was the worst of times. OK, forget about the "best" part. That was when the Huron, Ojibway and the Chippewa still roamed the Lakes, long before Whitey came and the frogs renamed the Indians' Tsychsarondia River "Detroit," which e...
I learn my place, at the hands of two powerful women. I'd just called in for a coffee, but as I have nothing pressing to do for the rest of the evening, I stay for a glass of wine, then a second. It's not unusual for coffee to become wine. I've been calling in after work just to chat, maybe bring some take-away, for a couple of months. Not every night, but...