Like most women, I was never entirely satisfied with my appearance. I had always wanted bigger breasts - not huge, but... bigger. C cup. Maybe a D. And while I wasn't exactly 'fat', I had always been envious of slender women with narrow waists. So waking to find that, in addition to not being dead, I was possessed of a beautifully curved body was, well, some...
Dear Reader, thank you for clicking on this story and reading it. I hope that you enjoy it, but know that it will be my most divisive story! Hopefully, by the end, you will see why the story was told...each story I tell has a part of me in it and helps prepare me for my other writing, but some of my stories have more of me in them that others. The One Week...
I was glad to see that the Pandora company has finally started making a cheaper version of their older models smart sex dolls as I looked over their website. The original dolls where a bit of a taboo when they first hit the market but their ability to do things other then sex slowly showed them catching on among single men and later women. The rise of a dome...
AUTHOR'S COMMENTS: (1) This is fiction. Don't take it too seriously. (2) These characters are pretty fucked up...but who wants a story about normality? (3) This is chapter 7. Best to read what goes before. But for those who need their immediate jollies, the following is a summary: Unemployed Jack responds to a web ad to be a model for a fem-dom porn site....
Sometimes stories take on a life of their own. Such was the case with this tale. Still, the formation of it took a bit longer and it lingered in my head for quite awhile. I hope that I have corrected it thoroughly enough to be enjoyable though I fear that only one read since writing it will prove to be a mistake. Just the same, I am ready to move on. So, i...
"Mother, please...please...ahhh..." I'm in pain. It shows in my whimpering, pleading voice. She sips her wine, smiles as she watches me walk, mince, strut around the room. I am walking as she told me too, one foot in front of the other, super-model-on-a-catwalk-like prance. She has 'worked' with me almost every night for the past three weeks, 'training' me...
(This is the story of my first introduction into a BDSM poly family, it was the beginning of my journey into the kinkiest time in my life. It is a true story, and I will follow it with others as I learned and grew in my role.) * Remembering back, hoping my memory is strong enough, it was in the late fall, just before Halloween in 1975. My entrance to that...
The Art Of Becoming 1 The Fun House loomed before Hannah and Chase, its exterior painted in a peaches and cream flesh tone, its trim done in burgundy, its edgings and peaks gleaming like polished purple leather under the tempting gold of the late afternoon sun. Far enough away from Chase's home and day to day vanilla haunts, in a sleepy seaside town, the...
*** This is a Skyrim based story, with a few touches of my own imagination*** *** This story is a one-off piece... maybe.*** *** This is the second edit of the story.*** ***** Siggi trotted along on his horse while shivering in the falling snow. Maybe coming to Skyrim wasn't such a good idea after all? Those ruins are hiding riches, who knows what...
In a rare moment of clarity, Becka lay on the bed and thought back over all that had happened since she had met Pete. She was such a different person now, she had become embroiled in her lover's fetish fantasies, and they now seemed to have an inexorable hold on her, an intoxication or perhaps it was an addiction. The word suddenly seemed to have a resonance...