Runt Of The Stories

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The Devlin Family

by grimbous on Jul 25, 2020
Fantasy

Readers of mine will recognize similarities to my other story Runt of the Litter. The set up is the same, clueless young man is let in on a family secret and then the fun begins, but in this one I wanted to dabble more with teratophilia and experiment with the storytelling options of having magic to play with. Beyond this you can expect my usual bullshit. Na...

Adventures of Cockweasel Ch. 01

by GeorgeTasker on Sep 25, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

In the highest of rooms within the Tower of Doom, inside a perfectly drawn pentagram of blood lay the demoness. Her breathing was in ragged gasps as she struggled to take human air into her lungs. Her whole body shivered. The earth was much colder than hell. The demoness took the form of a red skinned human female with jet-black hair and almost angelic whit...

Chains of Normality

by Keir Revival on May 13, 2025

The attic of the Big House stank like dust and dead things. Old beams groaned above me, sagging under cobwebs thick as curtains. I kicked a crate, and a gray cloud puffed up, biting at my nose. Fucking perfect. Sunday, and I’m stuck here, sorting trash, while the real demigods—Percy, Jason, Frank—get to play hero. Me? Trevor Miller, son of Hermes, the god of...

The Misadventures of Boney & Cloyed

by PTBzzzz on Sep 17, 2017
Humor & Satire

Well you can blame Gatorhermit and Magooo for the inspiration to do this story. Their comments caused me to look into the possibility of telling the story of the Hispanic Redneck family in "Don't ask" in more detail. I tried to make sure that no rednecks or bigots were hurt in the telling of this story. Well I didn't worry so much about the bigots. Reminds...

The Adventures of Nikki Nipples Nicastro Ch. 04

by Stormbringer on Sep 25, 2017
Loving Wives

Nikki Nipples Vs. The Homeless 11/27/08 Nikki was pleasantly surprised when she found a decent parking space, but then it was Thanksgiving day and traffic had been as slow as it gets around Los Angeles. She was coming off of a five day streak without cheating on her husband and was quite pleased with herself. She had blown off Orson yesterday as payment fo...

The Trials of Pauline Ch. 12

by sarahloveitt on Sep 15, 2017
BDSM

Pauline has been brought up to practise and enjoy sexual thrills from sado-masochism and is on a quest to find her father, a secret agent, last seen at the Athens Hilton. Though still a virgin, in spite of many sexual experiences, Pauline's controller, Fagin, has 'sold' her to a new master, Ulysses. After passing tests of severe tolerance, Ulysses entrusts h...

Theo: The Blood Angel of Lescatie

by EstebanMamono on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

Copyright Issues: Nonprofit fiction. Bard's Song around the end is based off Bertold Brecht's poem "To our Posterity." Intro: The world of Dunia is similar to ours, where men and monsters evolved in similar forms, and lived side-by side with many continents and countries. The Continent of Ermor has two empires locked in a war for supremacy: Human Holy-Les...

The Process of Illumination

by Barb36D on Sep 17, 2017
Mature

"He now felt glad at having suffered sorrow and trouble, because it enabled him to enjoy so much better all the pleasure and happiness around him..." –The Ugly Duckling, Hans Christian Andersen, 1844 ******************* My warm-hearted husband has always had a habit of picking up strays. I suppose that's one of the endearing things that attracted me to Do...

Earth Day is the Name of My Dawg

by SuperHeroRalph on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * A man and his dog have an Earth Day tale to tell, but now with a happy ending. This is my dawg, Earth Day. Yeah, I know, she's a little funny lookin', but I love her just the same. Man's best friend, I'm never without my dawg. She goes ev'rywhere I go. "Woof," barked Earth. "She's a good girl. She's a g...

The Origins of Rahab's Red Book

by Pixiehoff on Jan 21, 2020
Non-Erotic

During a visit to Istanbul, I had occasion to meet a woman in the Hagia Sophia, who took me for coffee in an old Ottoman era town house nearby. the Hagia Sophia. She was a member of the Maronite Christian community from Syria, and worked, undercover, for Mossad, the Israeli Secret Service. Elena, the old woman who owned the house and the coffee shop, was als...