Another Chance at Life As I sat at the Toast House, (no shit, that's the name of the little diner) I watched Beatrice walk toward me, a tall slender gal. Tall by women's standards at 5' 9", a well proportioned figure, silky brown hair, long and nearly always in a pony tail, tits that matched her body, I figured a solid B cup, narrow hips, a little meat on h...
I was silent while Lara skillfully cut through the bandages, which had tightened their grip on my body considerably during my struggles of the past night. I remained silent while she removed the collar of the breeding mask and replaced what I now understood to be a very ancient antique in its cabinet. We returned to her quarters where I retrieved my dress an...
We're at the hump chapter and problems are starting to head roughly in the direction of resolution. If you've gotten this far then, presumably, you're someone who doesn't mind stories that take their time. I enjoy telling my characters' stories and, sometimes, the pace that strikes me as right for that isn't a quick one. So, thanks for sticking with it. Th...
Introduction This is the final instalment of three. Be sure to read parts one and two first. If you've come this far you'll understand what this kind of writing's about. Hopefully it tells a believable story which keeps you wanting to know what happens next, but it's also a way of exploring the issues we all face in life. By dramatizing the conflicts that...
Part 1 - An Encounter With David I was working on a difficult passage in my latest story and didn't notice until something twitched at the edge of my vision. Knowing it was likely him, and not wanting an interruption, I continued staring intently at my computer screen. It was his cock, his very large cock, that twitched. It was lengthening and intruding in...
Author's Note: I'd like to thank my friend Harvey for editing this piece. - - - - - I opened one eye and quickly closed it. I was trying to force myself back to sleep, because subconsciously I knew it was way too early to be awake. Fresh, clean salt air from the ocean permeated my nostrils, and it smelled divine. Both of my eyes were now open and I came...
The hostess at the front counter of the Dahlia is always the most modestly dressed woman in the place. Tonight, she chose an elegant red silk qipao patterned with white cherry blossoms, and took the time to pin up her hair in an elaborate chignon. When a man first enters the Dahlia, the hostess is the first woman he sees, and she knows how to scare off the r...
This is a continuation of my Valentine's Day story. In this episode, the two ladies continue their voyage of love and fulfilment, finally realizing their lives have changed forever. A Valentine's Date, Chapter Two As Sally and her boss settled into their private compartment on the high-speed train, they kissed and caressed but didn't make love because th...
I need to thank my team. My beta readers are SBrooks103x and my mentor, Harddaysknight. Thank you, gentlemen, you are the best. My editors are PapaKilo14, Hal, Pixel the Cat and GeorgeAnderson. They make sure I don't appear to be any more of a fool than necessary. Love you guys. ***** I've never really cared much about what society says is legal. If it's p...
5:03 I'd made it to Saturday. My feelings were conflicted. The time loop had been soul-crushing at times, it could make everything seem pointless. It was a lot like purgatory. But in some ways, I was quite thankful to have been caught in it. Besides the obvious- averting millions of deaths, I thought I was coming out the other side better for the experien...