I have written a large number of stories involving characters who are either pregnant or want to become pregnant. It is a fetish of mine, which I consider to be on the tame side considering some of the fetishes out there. I have always found that readers love reading about pregnant women and breeding stories, especially those involving cheating wives, are al...
Once again, I am placing the literary gun to my temple. As always, read at the risk of being pissed off or elated. Before you read any farther, you and I have to come to an understanding, see. Abortion is such a vastly multi-faceted topic that it can apply differently to everyone. We humans are complex creatures, and each of us have our own unique set of e...
The bedroom was quiet and dark, as both Mark and his girlfriend lay perfectly still. Sleep had come easy to both of them, as they had just had sex the night before, their bodies still intertwined from the heated passion. Suddenly, the silence was broken by the pinging of an alarm. Morning had come, and with it, the responsibilities of the day. Mark slapped t...
At our first visit to the Preggo Club I asked my best friend Angela what we should do to enroll as members of the club. Angela and John had taken me and my Emilio to their club, trying to convince us that the club was exactly what we needed. Or more precisely what I needed, now I was pregnant of our first child and my belly began to show it. Just like Angela...
Ever since I was a little girl I, Amy, wanted to be a Mom. I played with dolls every day, my large ornate dollhouse was my best present ever, I loved babysitting for neighborhood or family kids, and I was unabashedly feminine. I guess that I was a throwback. I honestly -- I cannot repeat this more -- honestly am proud of all of the women who are great athlet...
I've hit the snooze button three times already. My alarm is going off again. I shift myself over to the side of the bed and give the clock a whack. The alarm stops. I pick up the clock and look at it. It's 8:58. John's leaving at 9, so I figure I should find him and say goodbye. I heft myself upwards and sit on the side of the bed. Getting up is kind of di...
Samus brought her ship into dock with the station, the docking bay walls closing behind her. In her adventures through the galaxy she had received a signal from a remote research station. The signal informed her that the station was inhabited by a scientist AI which was programmed to keep inventing and researching for eternity. If she came to investigate, sh...
Disclaimer: I do not own Nashville and have no association with anyone involved in the show. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** For a few precious months Juliette Barnes was actually happy. This was a newsworthy event. Literally. All the gossip magazines and shows had picked up on it, some even correctly guessing the reason for t...
I'm Tricia Martin. At the critical point in this story I was twenty eight years old. I always considered myself an average girl/woman in the looks department. I made up for my average looks by excelling in athletics, especially track and field, and getting good grades though they may have been due more to hard work than innate intelligence. I always tried t...
Christine and I were married five years ago. Our families were friends. We dated while we attended Catholic high school together. She was always sweet, modest and inhibited. We never went further than passionate kissing and a little groping through her clothes until our honeymoon but I could tell that she was very passionate under her prim and proper Catholi...