The nice little New England suburban area looks nice in the spring, all of the trees and bushes are getting back their leaves and the houses all match. That is except for the house coming up ahead which looks old and ratty. You remember how kids would joke about how the old lady who lives there was a real life witch. As your bike rides close to it, your fron...
Hi folks. I really am sorry for the huge delay in the next installment of this series. I've had a whole lot of things happening in real life. From the move, finding a job and getting an apartment, it has been a bit hectic for me. I'm also trying to spend a little extra time on the stories (whenever I can get around to it) so that I can get a little more edit...
A bit of fantasy dreamed up by a recent innocent, browsing trip to a new shopping mall in Edinburgh, taking a breather from the world famous arts and comedy festival * The odours permeating my extremely sensitive nose were ranging from exotic to milk sweet. The colours were darkest black to not quite, by now, crisp white and housed in delicate silks, lacy...
Day 2 The doorbell went again early the next morning. "Hi Anne." "Morning," she replied sombrely. "You decided to come back then." "Well, you are clearly one disgusting, dirty old pervert who has no business being a college professor, but I need the money. Simple as that." "What you say is most probably true Anne. I am a dirty old pervert and my fetis...
Lucy took a quick trip to the bathroom before leaving the office for the day. As she freshened up afterwards she looked in the mirror and critically examined her reflection. She had grown used to the way she looked over the years -- she had resigned herself to the fact in high school that she would never be classically beautiful, nor pneumatic-bodied the way...
Prince Stathis leaned against the kitchen's stone wall beside a window and watched the royal chef's assistants prepare the day's harvest of raspberries into jam with mild envy. The entire kitchen seemed filled with the sweet scent of boiling fruit and the bubble of voices calling for ingredients. Every so often, the royal chef would poke his head into the wo...
A month passed filled with test after test, but no progress on returning me back to normal. Any theories about injections to restore my normal body were rejected outright; there were no veins in which to put them. They tried giving me things to absorb, but nothing changed. I appeared to be a pink slimegirl for the foreseeable future, the first experiment fai...
When Sarah regained consciousness from the latest series of orgasms she felt the familiar feeling of the lush green plant life on her, in her, and around her. How long she had been down there she didn't know. Why no one had found her she didn't know. The only thing she did know was that every hour the plant entered her and fed off her juices. Lately, after...
A beautiful young female body shone through the darkness. Her face seemed slightly contorted, her brows frowned, her mouth slightly agape. If her eyes had not been covered by a blindfold, surely it would have showed a clear expression of fear. Her lips were quite plump. Thin neck, clear white skin, large breasts with pink, puffy nipples and wide hips. Her ha...
Hiding behind a blanket of grey, the sky saw fit to let loose yet another torrent of heavy rain to the tired people below. A fine mist formed over the asphalt roads and the cold winds of autumn added to the almost funereal atmosphere choking the town at present. Most people saw fit to stay indoors, while a few daring souls hurriedly jogged by with hoods fe...