Hi Guys, Long story here. The next one will be shorter. But this one is so long that I broke it into three pieces. I'll be submitting one day for three days. This is also a very different story. But then I always say that, don't I. Well I read a lot of your comments on the last one and wanted to spice things up a bit. Some of you will probably hate the endin...
"THE DEVONSHIRE EPICUREAN SOCIETY": A newly-discovered "Sherlock Holmes" Adventure from the Memoirs of the late John H. Watson, M.D. Copyright 2004 by SEXY_GOURMET, All Rights Reserved, No Copies, Reprints, or Quotes Without Express Written Consent of Author. FORWARD/PROLOGUE: WATSON: Throughout the years, no doubt many readers of these chronicles of my...
"This is bullshit! All bullshit! I didn't hit the stupid bitch, all right? She's lying!" The middle-aged female officer pushed the tall, blonde woman through the door and into the waiting arms of Reno police headquarters' burly Sgt. Brown, who stood there trying to keep his coffee from spilling as the blonde and her three friends were ordered to sit down in...
First of all, let me preface this autobiographical tale by clearly stating that this is not a story about necrophilia. I think we should get that out of the way, since the object of my affection is very much alive. He's a vibrant, strong and handsome devil called Jack, with light brown hair that curls a bit around his ears when it grows too long, clear g...
It was dark in the Xen-Nuchek mines, with weak lamps lighting the passage that led into the slumbering volcano. The tunnel led down at a steep incline; not quite enough to make the descent treacherous, but certainly at a sharp enough angle to raise the heart rate. John took the lead, with Alyssa at his side, leaving Dana and Rachel to cover the rear as they...
When I first woke up, I was unclear on where I was, how I got there, or how long I had been out. There was the beeping of machines, the walls of the room were sterile and white, and there was the smell of disinfectant. Even though my vision was blurry, I quickly figured out I was in a hospital. At least after whatever happened, I made it through and I was ge...
Jarrik's last memories of Boston were neatness and politeness. The stainless steel tweezers to turn the needle for the suture were sparkling. The boundaries of the surgery site were formed by straight lines of medical tape. Skin was inside the rectangle. Outside the rectangle was a blue sheet with the fold marks from storage. The anesthetist was sitting on a...
Spoiler Tags: Male to Futa, Futa on Female, Femdom, Transgender, Transformation, Fantasy, Domination, Submission, Mind Control, MtH ***** We stood in rows, like soldiers at attention facing their general, although we were naked instead of in uniform. Six menacing guards surrounded us and prevented any potential shenanigans or escape attempts. I wonder...
Chapter 1 Melissa King was having coffee at a café with sisters Una and Donna, mothers of boys and both accepting the time to birth at least one daughter had passed. That's why they remained focused on with the progressive development from the cradle and the latest news of their 22-year-old niece Linda, Melissa's only child. Tears forming, Melissa told h...
A massive thanks to Nora Fares for being my very first editor ever (after all these years I finally bit the bullet team) and to the great Randi Black for another inspired event. Here it is then. It was a very dull overcast day in the History Department of the large West Country University, and post-graduate student Holly Cogdale picked up her one-hundred-a...