Faithful readers. It is an honour and a privilege to have you read these words because it means you are about to read yet another of my stories. All my work is fictional, yet nothing that can't happen in real life. Maybe some of it has... somewhere... to someone. If you have not yet read any of my other work, I must inform you that not all of it is to eve...
This story involves the "dickgirl" fetish (a.k.a. futanari). If you are just joining this series, there is some recap of story, but it might be confusing. Characters are full adults, over age 18, no underage sex is implied or inferred. ***** I woke to the sweet sensation of sex. I found myself in Seneca Vivi, with Irina and Karina rising and falling in my...
This is a story with a lot of weird transformations. So you are not into merging, tentacles, and massive size, probably best to go back and pick something else. It also very long, so remember to take breaks. ***** Haru Mihama watched the landscape as pines still half-covered in snow whipped by the train window. Even after years of trips to visit his wife's...
Connie's Weed, Part 3 — Two Much By Far A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the size depicted in Wo...
When I look back over my life, I sometimes find it amazing that I never had a nervous breakdown. I mean, I went through an awful lot of mental and physical abuse over the years, and I came out of it with my body and my sanity intact. Well, until now, that is. Maybe the dreams and nightmares I've been having lately are a delayed reaction to everything I went...
While we waited for the train, on the platform of the subway station, Masako and Yoko told us that the next weekend we would have not gone to the love hotel. They wanted to show us something in the suburbs of Tokio. Something "cultural", they said. But judging by how they looked at each other, with a wily smile, it should be not so "cultural". Or if it was "...
When my wife, Joy, and I were married fourteen years ago I found it absolutely impossible to believe that she had never masturbated. Not once in her entire life. I, myself, was an old stroke off master, having been practicing the fine art since I was as young as five. I knew how to do about anything autoerotic that would make me feel good and never was slow...
Who would've thought one could walk into a fantasy? Not me, before this very moment. Casino Gomorrah certainly fit the bill, though. The huge tower put the Luxor in Vegas to shame! Gomorrah offered its patrons every sort of wicked indulgence. Nothing was considered sacrosanct. Good thing too, since to delve into vice remained my sole purpose for coming. I c...
A Sequel to "Keep It Down" by Jay Petto Author's Note: I wish to convey my deepest thanks to Jay Petto for his permission to post this story. Keep It Down tells the story of Patricia "Pepper" Waite, a college student who annoys an elderly sorcerer, Ambrose Wright, who turns her, temporarily, into a bronze figurine. This story examines the aftermath. Thank...
Talia Stillwater's POV Fort Worth, Texas I adjusted the deep purple dress I was wearing, pulling the deep neckline down a little farther as I stared at the cards on the table. The private game had been going on for six hours, and it was now almost two in the morning. My five-thousand-dollar buy-in to the twenty-person game meant that my stack of chips was...