"The future is dark and dazzling with no means of escape from reality." Neon Shroud is a city of clustered cultures and crowded spaces. Where mega blocks and living areas are crammed to make crude quarters for the living, the skies are perpetually cloaked with a dark haze, and the bustle never ends. Here, towering skyscrapers pierce the havens a...
Chapter 1: Faustian Bargain Ryu was a seemingly ordinary young man. He had dark brown hair that usually obscured his surprisingly handsome face and he was skinny but not in an athletic sort of way. He was a second year student enrolled in university who consistently had good grades. He would have been top of his class if he cared enough to put in the effort...
Pantyboy graduates to public cross-dressing. Hello. Let me just say at the outset that I am not gay. I am a hetero man who really likes panties, stockings and pantyhose. I had been wearing them under my boy clothes for years. Some of my girlfriends were disgusted, some were OK with it while not being turned on by it, and a few of my girlfriends did (and do)...
Darkness descended like a blanket covering the fields and silent streets like a shroud. Time at last to free myself from my secluded hiding-place. Occasion with which to flit among the living once more with my own flavour of death. I had a hunger within. A hunger that needed satisfying. A grotesque hunger that only the death of a mortal could satisfy. Some...
We ambled aimlessly through the soft, crystalline blanket of white. The dreamy shroud of night obscured our visual perception, nevertheless, heightening our hearing. The rhythmic whoosh of water crashing against rocks soothed us. Brandon had finally shown me his secret place--the kind of place where people searched their souls, heightened their perceptions,...
"Here comes the bride!" And there she was. This was the moment I had been waiting for ever since I'd mustered up the courage to pop the question and had subsequently been flabberghasted that she'd actually said yes. But now that the moment was actually here, I actually felt weak in the knees. Ever since that "Yes!", I had felt invincible,...
Nicole was a good girl, the kind who ate her vegetables, drank plenty of water, and exercised daily. A redhead with eager brown eyes, sharp nose, and a pretty smile, she stood an inch or two over five feet, and typically hid her respectable figure under plain jeans and loose fitting tops. She was to graduate with a Psychology degree in June, with a minor in...
"A little help here? I can't tell which parts of me aren't blue." My hands are, my arms, most of my legs. My face is red and yellow, even to the insides of my ears. I stand in the white light and cover my hands from the bowl of inky food coloring before me, running them up my chest to my throat, rivulets of indigo curling around my breasts. Quiet the way y...
Where... where am I? All I see is a dim light, bluish in color, coming from underneath a door. My arms held up by steel shackles and chain, binding me to a cross... almost crucified, were it not for the fact that I was on my knees. How did I get here? What happened. Flashback The scream of a crowd. "And he's setting it up... will he get it? YES! The Under...
Marjorie was still horny as Miles obediently patted her dry after they had showered in the wet room; he had done everything as per her commands to the letter, which swelled not only her cunt, but her sense of dominance. This was a lifestyle she would want to continue, and she had already developed affection for the cur, in the way you might for a dog or cat;...