Chapter 2: The Feast of the Fall In the aftermath of a day full of intense sensation, Dorée was exhausted and fell into a light doze. Lying on her bench in the stables, she could hear the faint clink of the crucible that heated gold leaf and the heavy footfalls of the man who applied it, now softened by distance. He had gone away down the rows. The other yo...
I looked up at Grey. He had to joking, there was no way this was real. "Grey please stop kidding with me. Something doesn't feel right. I swear you've just grown several inches inside me." His eyes were piercing and I could swear his irises were swirling like liquid mercury as he locked his gaze with mine. I must have had far too much Champagne. "Elizabet...
5 - Saturday She knew now that her job had really started with the plug. The plush black feline tail attached to that inconspicuous little plug had brought the whole nature of Kim's employment for the McKennas into focus: Against her otherwise mundane life, they offered an adventure and a paycheck. It was a shared secret; from the tip to the generous swell...
This story is a sequel to “Hitchhikers of Gor” and will probably make a little more sense if you read that story first, although I have tried to write it to function as a stand alone story. It is a satire of John Norman’s Gor novels, so it might be somewhat more accessible if you've read one of them, but I would hope the story could be enjoyed without this p...
This story is dark. Do not be confused with my other slightly lighter hearted one. It's purpose is to prepare you for how far I might go with my stories. I toned it down as much as I could, but it gets pretty heavy either way. It is in the same universe as Mykris Hale's story, but has different characters. I already had this pretty much half-finished when yo...
Standing naked in front of her closet, Alison held a small bottle of moisturizer in her hand, looking at her clothing options with a growing level of panic. Today was her first day at her new job, at her first real job ever really. When she had woke this morning, the nervousness she had been feeling over the past few days had blossomed into a feeling of an...
Clarissa closed the door to the office and walked down the five steps to the street. The news had been as she'd expected, but nonetheless it was hard to take in. She'd been found to be in the early stages of tuberculosis. She coughed again, as she looked for a Hansom cab to take her back to her one room rooming house. For a moment she thought of throwing h...
I sat at the desk, looking at the camera. "Good news! At least for me. I found two people to do my research." I paused. "Let me rephrase that. I had a lot of resumes sent to me, but these two took the initiative to hunt me down, and threatened me with bodily harm unless I hired them." "So welcome Josh and Amber to my project. I also got a bonus. Amber ha...
*Author's Note: This story contains subject matter that includes extramarital sex. If this topic offends you, please do not read this story.* * Otherwise immersed in worlds beyond my own, the soft rustling near my table prompted me to look up – however solemnly – from the worn pages of my tattered novel. I first noticed the empty, pitch-black night that su...
This is a tribute to Zipado321, based on her story "My Boobs" and some of her other writing. It is my sincerest hope that my story can bring her out of retirement. * Sunday Morning, 6:00 A.M. I bet you'd be surprised at how much I've thought about you over the years. Especially considering when we met, I was giving you and the other incoming freshman you...