Copyright PennameWombat December 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actua...
Boxing Day morning It was the seven o'clock alarm on a clear crisp frosty morning that the Hammonds woke up to, about an hour before dawn. Paul Hammond had to admit that he had slightly overdone it with the special bottle of malt whisky that Helen had given him for Christmas. They had seen it in the specialist shop on holiday and he had enjoyed the snifter...
Turns out she was wrong... The fennec fox girl now had confirmation that her breasts had swelled to very plushy F-cups. Before... she had to rely on eyeing them while they were constrained in a jumpsuit. Upon stopping rather frustratingly at a shop on the way home to address her sudden lack of size appropriate undergarments, several fittings had her walkin...
Adults only warning: This story contains scenes of violence and explicit sexuality, and is not meant for children or the sensitive. If such things offend you, don’t read this story. This story is very loosely inspired by the plot of the opera “The Flying Dutchman” and by an old Twilight Zone episode whose title I have forgotten. Nearly all of the roles are...
Chapter Three Fulfillment After leaving Keith's office, Susan spent the afternoon piddling away the day with Debbie. If Deb was embarrassed about watching Keith and her that morning it certainly didn't show. Sue highly suspected and desperately hoped that Debbie didn't know she had seen her. What she knew for absolute certain was Debbie liked to watch. Of...
Due to feedback the story has been expanded to 4 Parts. Trust all readers enjoy the expansion. The story focuses on Carol and her honeymoon with Sam. Carol has a few issues with Sam about his choice of resort for the honeymoon and the friends he keeps. The story evolves as does the characters as they are built with the answers to Carol's questions becoming m...
The blaring sound of the airport loudspeaker jerked me back to reality as I descended the jetway, I started my way forward fighting my way through the crowd of fellow travelers pulling my rolling suitcase behind me as my eyes searched the distant waiting area for a familiar face. A few seconds later, I caught sight of my husband, Sam, standing just behind an...
I was about to leave work Thursday last week when Jessica, one of my colleagues stopped me. "Would your guest cabin be available next weekend?" She asked. Checking the calendar on my Blackberry it was. "It's available. Hot Weekend?" I quizzed. "Just for me. Mom said she'd take the two brats for the weekend, I just need some personal time and don't want t...
Angel stood at her kitchen counter flipping through a massive amount of what was quickly appearing to be no more than junk mail. She was just about the toss the whole lot into the trash can when one envelope caught her eye. The envelope was made of an off white paper that had an unusual texture to it. On the front of the envelope, in an eloquent hand written...
Growing up poor in a small seaside town on the verge of massive expansion can explain four years of Cory's life like the pages of a book well read. Cory hit the ground running, took the ride in stride and never looked back. By the time he was thirty-four he had accomplished things most men his age would have never considered, and if they did, could never und...