Karla Johnson, Ph.D., is an industrial research chemist with New Age Chemical Corporation in San Diego, California. She is racing to meet a deadline to find a synthetic sweetener in time to earn a large bonus. She has discovered a promising formula with no disagreeable after taste or side effects, but has not tested it fully. She is working late Saturday nig...
Thanks to jo for an amazing editing job. The elderly gentleman stood behind the SUV peering around the corner while trying his best to be invisible. He blended fairly well into the surroundings because the mixture of shadow and light made it impossible to see him, unless he moved or you were looking directly at him. The parking lot behind Chubby's was a d...
Part 1: Donor Selection Chapter 1: Lifestyles Change The year is 2060. Tia and Tim Sloan were drinking a cup of coffee after being sedated from a night of pure sexual pleasure. It could hardly get any better as they tried to re-energize their totally spent bodies. Yet, something was missing. Tim and Tia had been married for six years and her biological c...
I just fuck. And fuck, and fuck, and fuck. I am genetically predisposed to fuck. Since the sex drive is so powerful, I am sure anyone could say this. But other people seem to have a capacity to do other things. I just seem to be predisposed to fuck. When I am not fucking, I am thinking about it. When I am working, in the back of my mind there is action betwe...
"You're ready to go, Kyle," the Chief Researcher informed me, handing me a large envelope. "You've passed all the tests, and the nanotech is working perfectly in our controlled environments here. Now you're free to go do the field testing." I knew what "field testing" meant. During the three weeks I had spent at the Nanotech Research Consortium's planetary...
"Excuse me, Sir?" The look of surprise that passed over his face as he saw me standing there was very flattering. He grinned and said, "Yes Ma'am? How may I help you?" The glimmer in his eyes showed me that he was more than willing to play my little game with me. "Well, Mr. Morgan, I'm doing a research paper on the mating habits of the African Lion. I was...
The special order parts for Howard's truck finally arrived at the auto parts store. He called while Gail was going back to her office and asked if she could stand a night at the ranch so he could get his truck running. "Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful" Gail chanted, "I'm lucky I left my suitcases in the truck, but I'm almost out of clean clothes. I'll do l...
There's no sex in this story. Just a flash with a bit of humor. ***** I was in our dining room, which we never used, preferring the comfort and intimacy of our kitchen table. Well, we used to anyway. I'd set our desktop up there, the ornate table giving me lots of room to organize things. I was a bit of a neat freak, I'm afraid, And I really liked the ambi...
As a freelance writer, I am hoping to sell an article on masturbation to a local magazine. They put an ad in this month's issue that they are looking for such an article and would pay for the best one. Now I have plenty of experience from a man's point of view but I needed to do some research to get a woman's perspective. I decided to start at the library. I...
Author's note: Here is the alien impregnation and weird-ass shit I promised in my first story. Hold onto your socks, cause that's really what BB will be focused on. I was aiming to get all the chapters in this segment done before I started posting them, but I hit a writer's block around chapter 2.5, plus it's been a while since I posted anything. Hopefully...