Sasquatch Stories

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How to Hunt a Werewolf

by Sean Renaud on Aug 30, 2017
How To

I'm going to start this guide off by saying what I often say when I start explaining to civilians how they should go about hunting various paranormal threats that threaten mankind. I hope you are reading this for entertainment. I hope you don't believe there are really werewolves out there and that right now you are smiling as start reading this work of fict...

Sasquatch Encounter

by FreakyFingers on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Kay and her fiancé, Mike, often went camping in late August in a wooded mountain area. They never ventured to the top as it was said to be very dangerous and many men had gone alone into those heights and not returned. However, they did hike several miles deep into the beautiful landscape before setting up camp and getting comfortable. Kay was a little nervo...

Farmer's Daughter Ch. 04

by MasterGunzen on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Ch 4 – The Pond Sasquatch gets wet – in more ways than one NC This is a copyrighted original work of erotic fiction. All rights reserved. I gradually awoke to the sound of birds singing and the light hitting my closed lids. I was laying on my side and as I opened my eyes, they gradually focused on the two faces staring me from just over the edge of the m...

Prey For Me Ch. 06

by Dvora Sosan on Sep 11, 2017
Novels and Novellas

Pt. VI: The Screech Owl During the short ride to the scene of the crime, or at least where the victim was discovered, Caitlin did all the talking. "Do you know Las Vegas is by far the fastest growing city and has grown 55% in the past eight years? Do you know over 150 people move to Las Vegas every day? Do you know Las Vegas has four churches for every cas...

Monsters in the Mountains

by bobalous on Sep 25, 2017
NonHuman

Jordan was shocked when a lawyer called and told him that he had received something from his uncle's estate. He had barely known his uncle and did not know that he had died. Uncle Ira had been strange; actually Jordan's great uncle on his father's side, he had only met the man a few times. As a child Jordan had been scared of the old man. The last time Jord...

Whatever Creams Your Twinkie

by misterechik on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

Now, before I start offending anyone, I just want to say this: This submission is just a jab in the ribs to some of those fetishes that are a little....how should I say, WHOA! These are entirely my opinions and do not necessarily reflect the opinions of Literotica or anyone else. The first thing I'm going to mention is scat and golden showers. I seriously w...

Something in the Woods

by tw_holt on Sep 12, 2017
NonHuman

Author's Note: I don't profess to be an expert on a creature that may or may not even exist. Some of the things you'll read in this story have been read, watched, and listened to online by me (the Ohio howls for example). On the other hand, some of the things in this story are from my imagination. So please don't be upset if certain "facts" are inaccurate. A...

Olympic Tail

by AnonFineDay on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Couplings

The Cessna 172 drifted lazily over the peaks of the Olympic Mountains. Occasional updrafts would buffet the aircraft, but the aircraft was designed to play in this environment, and would gently bounce and sway only to return to its original course. It had taken three years for Steve to pull the money together to finally purchase the aircraft, and every time...

The Sasquatch

by Ramplz on Apr 27, 2020
Cheating Spouses

After you lost your cozy job as a waiter you felt like such a failure as it was the perfect job for coasting into retirement. The hours were short, the workload small and the pay was great but you hated your boss as she always singled you out for staring at her tits, even though all the other employees did it too! After you got fired for stealing wine bottle...

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A Morning in London

by Undiluted on Sep 12, 2017
Humor & Satire

When I woke up, I was on the couch. I couldn't remember where I was at first. It was a lovely London morning outside, lots of fog but pleasant. The light filtered in through the window. Mark was late last night. He'd called me from his mobile at some discotheque and said that since it was Paul's birthday, he wouldn't be home until sometime after one o'cloc...