FOREWORD Hello Dearest Reader. Menoetes here. You may be groaning at the appearance of yet another new story from me but fear not, Bravest Reader, for this is not a long-form tale. It is not here to distract from my many other in-progress writing projects. This is just somewhere I can drop those short, steamy, mind-control story ideas that get stuck in my he...
By Woodmanone copyright May, 2015 In this concluding chapter there are some ...well legal details that may not be strictly correct procedure. Please don't beat me up over it; I'm not a lawyer; just a guy trying to write a story. Constructive comments, critiques, and emails are welcome and I thank you for taking the time to make them. ********************...
"Why has Aunt Harriet not come back to haunt me?" After a few days to process being fucked for the very first time Maria Blanco felt really alone. Even stepping back into her own bedroom for the first time in three days she found the courage to overcome her fear of the multitude of sexually active ghosts, having met quite a few the other night. Not real gho...
This is a prologue to a sci-fi story called "The Donation". It is meant as a dystopia. Do not read this prologue or the following chapters, if you can not handle stories about a patriarchal regime. "The Gender Reconstruction Act was narrowly approved today. All remaining women's rights have been revoked. Leading feminist protesters were arrested today, on c...
Like a fairy tale come true in the form of a dream was the precise impression of young Maria Blanco. Sitting in a stretch limo peering out the windows with excitably innocent eyes alongside her mother Esperanza, the women were lost to the miracle of a new life. Fresh from the airport the two beauties had flown in from Cartagena, Colombia in the private jet o...
Chapter One The sun beat down upon the heads of the large crowd gathered out by the stables for the afternoon auction. Although many of the people hanging around were wearing typical comfortable, auction clothing, this wasn't going to be a typical comfortable auction. No, instead of the normal cattle and horses being auctioned off, this time it was men them...
July 18, 2025 "We interrupt this broadcast for a Special Report from ABS News." The loud trumpet sound associated with the alert was disturbing, but perhaps not as disturbing as the report that followed. "Good evening. I'm John Harrington of ABS News. The White House is denying the authenticity of a surveillance tape that has been sent to the New York Tim...
It is the year 2025. Ten years have passed since the Zero Virus destabilized the world order. Economies collapsed; governments fell; and the social mores which guided human interactions were either forgotten or ignored. Rumors circulate that around 98% of the human population died as a result of the Virus and its consequences. What is up for debate, in hinds...
CHAPTER 13: COMMANDER SHEPARD'S ZITS Thursday 2000. The credits of the Thursday evening hour long 'Emmerdale' rolled up the screen. I picked up Sorrel's plate and empty wine glass from the coffee table in front of us and started walking through to the kitchen to do the washing up. "You should cook more often," said Sorrel, "that was lovely." She tucked he...
Author’s Note: This story was inspired by things going on in the world, certainly, but is not intended to be a political statement. “My kinks are not my politics,” as Alltheseroadworks says. My initial thread of this story may be fairly short, but my hope is that maybe others working through the same things I am may be inspired to write their own stories in...