He hated Christmas. Correction, he just hated holidays in general but he hated Christmas above all others. People walking around with a determined, bright smiles pasted on their faces and the mindless storm of shopping always seemed to rub him the wrong way. Chris grunted as a passerby flew by him with several paper sacks weighting her arms. He ignored her a...
This has never actually happened, it's just something that I've thought, and maybe fantasised, about... This is my first attempt at any kind of fiction, let alone erotic fiction, so please, be gentle... It was Christmas Eve on Trafalgar Square in London. Bob Wilde didn't want to be here, driving his bus on route 159 at 11pm. He would rather have been at ho...
Dorothy was more than kind enough to lend Derek – that's Derek, she lent Derek the car. I'm stressing this because I didn't want anybody to think that she let me drive her car. Besides never having driven a car before, I had no driver's license. Everything went fine, although it must have surprised a lot of motorists when they saw a great big roly poly Sant...
Preface: = = = = = = This is a stand-alone story written for the 2014 Winter Holidays Story Contest. It is loosely set in the world of, and uses characters from, my "Ginny and Katy" story series. For some perspective, consider the West Wing episode "Isaac and Ishmael" It's not canon for the series, but uses the same characters, the same sets, the same wo...
The snow flakes covered the silent city - and the earth seemed to stand still when the chiming of bells became audible through the frosty night air. Patricia was standing at the window, watching the icy crystals paint mysterious patterns on the window sill while her hot breath fogged her vision of the tar and feathered outside. For her the wintry white cover...
I was laying on my bed taking my rooming house's land lady's words to heart after telling her that I was going to be a tad late on my rent when the call came just as I was about to. If it had been a phone I would have simply ignored it, but it was my dagger; that meant that my boss, Kuan-Ti, head of the Department of Justice for Mythological Entities require...
Holiday winter story, this is my entry, I hope you like it. It was Christmas break, so Patty invited her roommate, Ellen, to come home for the holidays with her. Ellen was from the west coast, and couldn't afford to go home, so when Patty invited her she was really happy. The two girls were both in their third year of college, and thought of each other a...
A big thank you to Mistress Lynn for her fine editing of my story. She made it a much better read. * Here I was at the Halloween Party. Since it was for mostly the salaried employees I figured no one would recognize me; especially in the Santa suit. I hoped the little rumor spread earlier worked. I guess I would know in the next hour or so. I figure I sho...
Author's Note: This is part one of the Christmas erotic transformation story I've been working hard on. This one has been wonderful to write - a fun opportunity to spoof some genres while weaving a nice holiday yarn. I hope you enjoy it! BL Quick (BQNK) ***** Office Christmas Party The new Santa had started two years back. He and his wife were young (m...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...