"Excuse me, is that seat vacant?" Glancing up from his spreadsheet, Greg Lancaster liked what he saw. Surely no more than eighteen or nineteen, the fresh-faced youngster was, if not the prettiest girl to ever cast a shadow across his retinas, certainly the best-looking in his residual memory. Drooling was not an option, and in the wake of his marginally o...
Author’s note – This is a sequel to the ‘latex stripper/Mephisto’ story thread in the original ‘Susan Storm’s Secret Life’: __https://chyoa.com/story/Susan-Storm%27s-Secret-Life.10398 I’ve started with a synopsis recap, for the benefit of those who don’t want to dig through the original sprawling epic! But I’m still happy for people to go back and add chapte...
In the large research complex of the Baxter building, a portal the size of a large doorway swirled open, its shape a raging torrent of a circle yet calm, while a group of people made their way out of the passageway. “My goodness how disorientating, a world with five suns, I wonder how the life on that world deal with so much solar radiation.” Wondered Reed R...
This takes place during the John Byrne era, right after Fantastic Four issue 238. The Fantasti-Car dropped down into the roof of the Baxter Building. The members of the Fantastic Four, along with trainee Frankie Raye, were returning from meeting Ben Grimm's Aunt Petunia in Arizona, and were in a mood to enjoy a bit of piece and quiet. When the craft finall...
Sitting straight up in my chair I faced our professor. "Class, I'd like to introduce a new student. Come in now." A man entered the room the jacket to his uniform forgotten, shirt untucked and sleeve's rolled up. "This is Angel Grimm. He's going--" "Damien." "Excuse me?" "My nickname is Damien...I prefer it to Angel..." After class the rumor's about wh...
Little girl, little girl In your cloak of scarlet red Do you mean to raise the desire in my eyes? Little girl, little girl. What little seductive thoughts Do you hide behind that seemingly innocent guise? Little girl, little girl Do you know the things you do. Through darkened woods, as you skip alone Little girl little girl, Do you see me in the s...
"No, Alex, I know your preferred drawing style is Manga, and I've got no problem with that! Sure, you can take characters from someone else for this assignment. But no drawing style can simply ignore foreshortening, the closer you come to the viewer, the larger objects become." "I know! I just can't seem to get it right," she looked positively uncomfortable...
Tell me a story. I glanced down at her, playing with the hair on my chest, eyes half-closed. The sheets were still damp with our sweat -- being the gentleman that I am, my butt was in the wet spot - and I tried to decide if she was serious. Her eyes met mine. Tell me a story. What kind of story? A bedtime story, one I've never heard before. I closed m...
“It’s all over, Tech!” Batman declared. He glanced to his right and saw Commissioner Gordon fleeing the Mad Hatter’s warehouse lair with the Mayor’s daughter, Catherine, in tow. The kidnapping of the Mayor’s daughter had gripped the city. It had taken Batman days to find the Hatter’s lair. When he finally did track down where Jervis Tetch was hiding the inno...
Tanner barely had time to catch the woman's wrist as she stumbled back, towards the door, the exit. "Jo! Please, wait." His grip tightened slightly on her soft flesh even as she tried to wretch it from his grasp. "Jo, Jo, beautiful Josette..." His words wrapped around her mind, lulling her into calmness, if only for a moment. "You are safe here. I know wha...