I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smaller portions both...
Chapter 1 "Ms. Shawcross will see you now," said the willowy blonde secretary, motioning them to follow her. Charles Emerson noticed that she had a pronounced seesaw to her hips as she undulated down the corridor to the conference room they had requested. "You know this is not going to be pleasant," warned Don Carcharo, Emerson's lawyer. "I don't expec...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 2' is a continuation of my surprisingly well-received first attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. Obviously, I learned nothing from the first as, in this story, I continue to ride roughshod over preconceived notions and the 'established guidelines' of the genre. Mea Culpa. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the ba...
CHAPTER 1: WINGED TERROR The morning mist hung low over the valley, the obscuring haze blanketing the forests and fields below, reflecting the vibrant reds and oranges of the rising sun. The shepherd shielded his eyes for a moment as he looked out over the vista, the chill wind whipping at his long beard and tugging at his cloak. He wrapped the garment aro...
By Adrian Hunter and Chelsea Shepard PROLOGUE International Fashion Council Memorandum Extract from the minutes of the monthly board meeting Point 35-c: Cover for Annual Report The Executive Director motioned to discuss the cover for the association's annual report. The ensuing discussion resulted in general agreement that the theme should focus on the I...
How a trophy wife finds happiness & orgasms story (sort of). (c) 2017-2019 All Rights Reserved. This written work is Not Safe For Work! You have been warned. Fictional Disclaimer: i. This is a work of fiction. This work is intended for adult audiences above the age of 18. It is prohibited to provide access to any portion or entirety of this work or any...
Jack leaned back in his plush leather chair and pondered the events of the past four months. There was little doubt in his analytical mind that he was one of the luckiest men on earth. Now think about it; how many 32 year old men not only owned their own very profitable corporation, but could also run a side business that you both enjoyed and met very intere...
Chapter 1 The waiter poured the last of the wine into their glasses and retreated with the empty plates. John took Carol's hand as she put down her glass. Looking into her eyes he spoke in a serious tone. "What do you think is the most intimate experience two people can share?" "I don't know, sexual intercourse I suppose." "I think there is something muc...
Author's Notes: This story is based off of a few 3D Toon picture sets I've seen across the internet and (very) loosely based in a Forgotten Realms setting. I don't claim to be an expert on magic or anything in D&D/Forgotten Realms/Pathfinder/Whatever so please don't rules-lawyer me on what can and cannot be done with certain classes, races, etc. Spoile...
Still laughing and talking, the two approach, and Adison looks at Vincent, who shrugs. It doesn't matter, Mina can handle her father whilst Vincent deals with the witch who is responsible for taking their daughter's peace of mind, and the lives of who knows how many innocents. Vincent will not stoop to killing someone in cold blood, that is just too much t...