They may appear mechanical at first, as they wake with jerky movements. But they are not mechanical, they are sentient. They are human. And they worship their Princess. The jerky movements are involuntary, the result of the strange process by which they are alerted to the dawn. The Princess does not like to be woken by loud or sudden noises so she has no al...
There is no sex in this chapter. After our conversation with Roger's mother, no one felt like finishing their food. Poor Betty, who argued along with Roger that my strategies were foolhardy, was very quiet as she cleared the food and discarded it. "The courtroom is open again," she said upon returning. We glumly stood and walked to the doors, our security...
Hot House Crustacea: Conclusion (Inspired by Seduced On The Bridge by Little White Mouse) Epilogue One "And this is how you found it?" asked the Chief Executive of Shipping and Transport, scanning the report. "Yes Ma'am," replied 4230, the first respondent. "Interesting," S&T said, "Continue for the record please." "Right. 4782 experienced an accident...
**Author's Note: The story is a work of fiction and fantasy. All characters are over the age of 18 and belong to the author along with the creative framework and writing of the story itself. Please do not repost or redistribute without the Author's express written consent. * I weep. Or at least as close to it as possible. It really is more of a senti...
The day begins like every Friday does: With my alarm going off way too early, way too loud and way too annoying. At least it gets me out of bed in the morning. Anyways, here I am, bleary-eyed and head still foggy from lack of sleep. Should I just stay in the dorm today? But I have Advanced Analytics in the morning, I can't skip that again... Groaning, I push...
The morning sun was rising in the quiet town of Hampton, MA. Not many fun or interesting things ever happened there. It was cozy, the residents were warm and neighborly. It was surely a happy and peaceful place. The police force here had very little to worry about. The occasional speeders were often the major issues the officers had to deal with. But all of...
My name is Kalbrid Aston of the Lasher Clan. Son of Kalbur Aston and Sira Lashme. By all appearances, I'm a six-foot-six, broad-shouldered and muscular, thirty-something man with dark brown skin, pale gray eyes and long black hair braided into neat dreadlocks. I am one of the Warrior Princes of the Brethren. I am currently on the ruins of the planet Earth, l...
"I want to cover your pussy and stick to your pubic hair. I bet you have a lush black jungle of hair down there, don't you Jo? I would feel warm and oily on your pussy. Do you like to feel warm and wet down there? I would mix with your juices dripping from your pussy. I imagine how you smell great down there when you're sexed up. Oh, and I would sex you up....
IXThe Good SeedGabrielle2039 Farming is a business like any other. It may also be a vocation, a life-style choice or even one of the few remaining outdoor occupations, but the one thing Gabrielle knew for sure was that farming is a business. Although she had sympathies with the principles of organic farming and rather distrusted Genetic Modification, what...
Eighty degrees, a beautiful summer evening, and Mrs. Roberts is going to take a bath. She spent the day working up a sweat: hoeing, weeding, cutting the grass, clearing the junk from the garage, hauling the trash to the landfill, dusting, sweeping out the cobwebs. All to get dirty for the Bathtub. Everything was ready. Her kids, Laura and Bobby, were on the...