[Disclaimer]: The first 5 chapters are not written by me and Lucius. It is made by an author name ThormGavis who wrote a Red Monika story but stopped writing it for some time. I’d figured me and Lucius would continue it from where he left off but with our own story. We hope you enjoy. Pic above: Drawn by Fred Benes, Colored by diabolumberto Prologue: On the...
Das Grafenpaar und der Rittmeister erhoben sich, der Graf ordnete an, Lore abzunehmen und auf die Krankenstation zu bringen, damit man dort ihre Verletzungen behandeln könne. Lore fiel wie ein Stein zu Boden und musste von den beiden Pferdeknechten getragen werden. Graf, Gräfin und Rittmeister begaben sich zum Herrschaftshaus. Der Graf führte den Rittmeiste...
Zuerst möchte ich einen kurzen Dank an den Chyoa-Autor porneia aussprechen, über dessen Red Monika-Geschichte ich hier schon vor geraumer Zeit gestolpert bin. Vor kurzem habe ich die Lektüre voller Vergnügen wiederholt, was mich schließlich zum Schreiben einer eigenen Geschichte über meine Lieblings-Kopfgeldjägerin veranlasst hat. Da ich gegenwärtig nur eine...
Copyright (c) 2019 Ada Stuart, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. ----------------- A few days later, Jake followed Emmie into her favourite sushi restaurant. They were given a table by the window and they admired the wonderful view over the lake as Jake tried to figure out the menu. He'...
Friday was one of Maisie's gym nights, so I wore dark clothing and waited in the bushes at the back of the car park. It wasn't long before I saw Gavin pull up in his flash red BMW with "GAV" as part of the number plate. No wonder Karen knew that it was his car without any mix-up. Sure enough, just over an hour and ten minutes later, Gavin returned to the c...
My goal when I started writing was to do at least 100 stories, and to more or less lay out a chronicle of my life. Some of them were fantasies, sure, but fantasies are a part of me, too. The vast majority are true, mostly. Oh, I added a few things here and there to try and spice things up a little. The women I met got prettier in time and my mind. I became...
This story has very mild femdom/feminization. If you copy it, please keep my name attached. SuppleWriter * My name was Steve, and it is time to tell my story. Ten years ago I was 32, living a high-pressure life in Los Angeles, and doing yoga in my free time. Based on the people I met at work, I began to see that male attitudes were often destructive (a...
I was daydreaming; pushing my trolley aimlessly down the tinned food aisle, when I first saw her. It was her eyes i noticed first, and then her cleavage, her dark breasts swelling gently, and glowing as she walked. I didn't usually shop alone. My wife was working late, and I had to buy one or two things, before I popped into the station to check out the...
This story is written for Miss S. She is travelling abroad in a former Eastern Bloc country when she is pulled in for questioning in relation to a suspect package found in her luggage. The story is written to her directly, and I hope that this style doesn't put you off! * You are at the airport when you begin to feel slightly panicky. There should be no re...
I wasn't even supposed to be out there on the beach, I had planned on spending the day fishing miles away at a river I liked. It would be cooler there, it was hotter than the hubs of hell already and there were no signs of it letting up. I had just thrown my tackle box and a couple of fishing rods into the back of my beat up Suburu when the phone rang. It...