This is part two of the body painter story - please read the first one to make sense of it! Leave comments if you like it! ***** Over the course of a month or so I became a fixture at the local raves. Nothing as crazy as the last happened again, though the parade of bare skin, of asses and breasts continued. I never got tired of it. There was also the arti...
I'm special effect make up artist working in the film industry here in LA. I move around in the world of the artists and craftspeople that pepper the city, going to underground parties and warehouse raves, and basically acting too young for a man in his late thirties. A friend recommended me to a party promoter who was looking for a make-up artist. He neede...
Edited by: Angel Love The music played loudly in the background and numerous people were dancing to the loud techno beats that were pouring from the speakers. There were dozens upon dozens of people dancing around with glow-sticks and moving in seemingly sporadic dances. This was the night of "The Rave," this was basically a huge rave that was being held in...
Sitting in my dorm room letting the rough fast beat of a techno song bang against my ears I sat and thought of the night to come, a night of glowsticks, glitter, love and magic. It was to be my first time at a rave and I was excited. I thought of the thousands of situations that were possible in that surrealistic dance party that they call a rave. As my roo...
Copyright Oggbashan July 2016. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ********************** I woke up feeling awful. My head pounded...
Kaylee never did like going to her private college, but did she love the uniform. She went to a school that made her wear the typical 'school-girl uniform,' complete with blue-plaid mini-skirt, white dress top, grey sweater, and white knee-high stockings. She really didn't like it because it made her look like everyone else at school, but she knew how much t...
Author's note: Dreamers Come Play is an alternate universe. Stories set in it may incorporate touches of magical realism, blurred dreams, and other unexplained phenomenon. This story could have been in Bondage or Exhibitionist. Alcohol and cannabis use. These are fictitious events, by fictitious characters, in a very fictitious universe. All events...
Monday had been a normal enough day. Tuesday was boringly the same. So, why the hell did Wednesday have to be such a trip to the Twilight Zone? No, alright it wasn't the whole day that was weird, just from about that moment that I went to the copier to run off about thirty pages from the Giger file ... hum, maybe that should have been the clue for me. Gige...
Welcome, you came here because you wanted to have a romantic romp with a lucky lady, and you chose to go with Trixie Labra. Now Trixie isnt just an anthro dog, she is actually part alien... not much info there but i am told it is why she has the weird fur colour and why she is infertile (though she mentioned there was a time of year she is fertile). She love...
It was just another night and I was at just another rave in the warehouse district of LA when she walked in the door. But this was not just any ordinary "she", mind you, the "she" in question was Victoria Justice, who was making no attempt to hide the fact that she had just shown up at this party in her sluttiest low-cut strapless black shirt and her shorte...