Chapter 7 The next morning, I got to the plastic surgeon's office half an hour early. I'd barely slept the night before and though the hotel offered a complimentary breakfast nicer than most dinners I'd had, I couldn't even keep down a single cup of coffee. My nerves were fried. I'd brought the pamphlet with me -- Plastic Surgery and YOU! -- with the inten...
... She began to tug and squeeze at the root of him, generating a rich foamy lather in the process. His phallus expanded, filling her hands quickly, reaching out and upwards to nearly three times its flaccid length in less than a minute. It was the change in girth that impressed her, however, more so than the length. She mused briefly what it would be like t...
They'd been flirting for a while now, and as he was the last patient of the day, she didn't have to worry about Dr. Rosenthal coming out and catching them, so she simply enjoyed the moment. He was everything she liked, smart, funny, athletic, in his late twenties, and judging from the way he dressed, pretty well off, to boot. Which is why his appointment mad...
My name is Sam and I'm 20 years old. I was implicated in a car accident on my way to a party, on a Saturday night. The other car left his lane and crashed on the side of mine. I was lucky to be intact with minor wounds, let alone being alive, but my car was damaged pretty bad. The assurance was probably gonna pay for another vehicle altogether, as I was defi...
Author's Note: I originally posted this story under the name zeke81. Time has passed and I've had several suggestions about improving this story so I am submitting this revised version. Please feel free to read the version posted under zeke81 and let me know which version you think is better. ZENDO_ARGOS ------------------------------------- My wife and I...
Chapter the Second: In which our protagonist overcomes a long held inhibition Antalya scurried in her barefeet out the door of her bedchamber and across the terrazzo of the ancient villa. She found that by holding her head upright and her shoulders back and walking on the balls of her feet, she could move quickly along without letting her earrings betray he...
The clinic was spacious, spa-like, with all the latest in OB/GYN technology and pampering. It was where the incredibly wealthy Los Angelinos sent their surrogates, or for the occasional brave ex-starlet-cum-agent's-wife, went themselves. For this and a host of other reasons, I was surprised to find myself so quickly hired on, brought on to replace a previous...
It all started with Brazilian Sisters who brought the Brazilian Wax to New York City a decade or two ago. First it was just women getting waxed 'down there', but soon guys started doing it. I had my first Brazilian wax last year and it left me a new man. Some call it the 'nudest nudist nude', making my male parts all that more visible. I know it doesn't chan...
"Dr. E. Joseph Grafenbacher, MD, Ph.D., Registered Experimental Neurologist," read the impressive gold plaque above the office door. Cilla knocked softly, apprehensively. She'd been sent here by her doctor after complaining of strange fainting spells, and had been told that Dr. Grafenbacher was an expert at finding the cause of such ailments in young people....
Daniel waited impatiently in the lobby of StarCorp, his tapping foot clearly disturbing the other men. He simply could not believe he'd been selected for this trial procedure. He'd been promised that he would become the sexiest man alive, irresistible, a god among men. Everything he'd ever dreamed of since puberty! Recently scientists had discovered a new p...