Preface I want to thank everyone for the positive comments and helpful feedback to Goldie's first two episodes. I am especially grateful for the insightful feedback and amazing collaboration with flirty_but_nice. Many of the characters in this episode come from her wonderfully bent and creatively erotic imagination. Check out her stories on this site as wel...
This has been my longest break between chapters. I've been getting a huge amount of messages about when this would finally update, and I haven't been able to reply to any of them because honestly I didn't know when I'd be able to finish this chapter. I won't bore you with the details, but I've been going through some personal, real-life stuff that's made it...
Author's note: This story contains depictions of a woman transforming, graphically and willingly, into a sentient male contraceptive. As I suspect this concept may, perhaps, have limited appeal to those not already possessing some form of fetish for similar content, I figured' I'd give a heads-up before you invest time into something you aren't necessarily g...
This story is one of a continuing series of connected stories known as "Tales from the Shack." This is in LW because the Shack series started here, and it is much easier for those that follow the stories to find them if I keep them all together. In this case, the story stands well enough on its own, but it is very much a part of the series. I typically don't...
Chapter One "It was a beautiful ceremony I think," Lovie says as she sits at the vanity of the honeymoon suite. The small open section lets out to a bigger area with a king size bed that Quentin is lying in. He watches her as she adjusts the seat. Fresh from the shower, she has a towel wrapped around her hair and one around her body. She releases the top on...
(This is a detective story and a some what dark one at that. it contains several somewhat vivid descriptions of crimes. If this is not your type of story...well...I gave a warning.) The soft tap of my cigarette on my lighter is a comfort. A Zen like feeling settles around my as the familiar sound puts me at ease. Even more so the softer crinkle sound fo...
"I will not let fear drive me. I make my choice and accept what consequence it brings. I have stared down chieftains, merchant princes, and the empire alike. I give no home to doubt." Staring into the hard gaze of her own reflection, Liana would be the first admit that this was a bit melodramatic, but she felt stronger for saying it. The naked figure staring...
Awnnn, you guys... I was just reading a comment I got for the first story I wrote for this site and realized my writing got so much better. It's all thanks to you. I have the best readers on this site. Really. You're all so amazing and supporting. Thank you so, so much. You really give a girl motivation to write more. Every single comment you leave me is a...
My name is John d'Eaux, pronounced like the female deer. Please don't try to make a funny joke about it. I assure you, I've heard them all and they weren't funny the first time. My ancestors came from France. Leave it at that. My folks died when I was little, leaving me to be raised by my Uncle John, a successful stockbroker and confirmed bachelor who hadn'...
Written: October 27, 2017 Author's Notes: All characters are over eighteen, fictional and the product of this writer's imagination. Any similarities to real people, or other fictional characters is purely coincidence. Feel free to comment and vote if you choose. I encourage it. Constructive feedback is always welcome publically or privately. I won't ce...