You are May Parker AKA Spidergirl! You fight crime and (hopefully) don't cause too much collateral damage when you're doing it. What's next? The Situation Ad Go into another direction with AI...
They're at it again. I can hear them arguing from all the way upstairs. It's usually more subtle, competitive stuff, but sometimes Master's wife and his, er, other wife, do lock horns. The other one, she's not really his wife, even if she might fancy herself as such. Marriages of humans to non-humans legal. That's probably for the best. Even if I do sometim...
Miss Charlotte is real woozy one she starts to wake, her numerous eyes drifting from one part of the room to another, finally settling on us sitting there; Mistress on the couch, me on the floor, both nude, save for my chastity belt. "Did I mish the party?" she asks with a groggy laugh. "Not at all, we were just about to get started," Mistress slinks over...
Ich hatte mal wieder vor, nach sehr langer Zeit, eine Geschichte einzustellen. Der Job als Lektor und Ideengeber für einige Schreiberlinge hier mach wirklich Spaß, aber ich brenne darauf mal wieder meinen Namen am Ende der Geschichte zu lesen. Also, warum nicht eine Geschichte um meinen Lieblingsfeiertag und auch mal so wie ich es gerne schreibe. Brutal, ana...
Foreword: A quick note, a UK women's size 12 is equivalent to a US women's size 10 according to Google ;) Here in the UK what we refer to as 'sweets' are what you call candy. A mobile phone/number is a cell phone/number in the US. A lift is what we call an elevator. I loved writing this story, the main character and Sage really spoke to me very loudly. I ho...
"He is the Kumlots Humperach!" "What?" Ali looked deeply confused as she walked into the room, her brow furrowing as she looked at Opal, who was thrusting her arms into the air, her breasts heaving as she looked upwards at the ceiling, her face a mask of religious devotion. I gently put my finger against Opal's back, pushing her. She let herself fall lim...
It takes nearly half an hour to completely free Mistress' hand from the kitchen counter. Turns out spider silk is exactly as strong as they say it is. This becomes very apparent when it's in such copious amounts that a regular spider could never dream of spinning. Surprisingly resistant to magic, too. But after trying several possible solvents and applying e...
Things quiet down after the incident in the living room. In fact, they get a little too quiet. But for the time being, I can enjoy that quiet. Both Mistress and Miss Charlotte seem occupied, which I'm sure means they're busy scheming. While I don't like that they don't seem to be giving Master proper attention as he deserves, it does mean that the responsi...
Paul and George were 20 while Lillian and Lisa were 18 when the events described in this story occurred. All pseudonyms have been changed to protect the deviant. *** "Stop, stop," said George as he reached for Lillian. But it was too late. We were working on getting the greenhouse ready, but the old wooden shelf collapsed, and Lillian was covered with a...
The package arrives mid-day. It's heavy, but not prohibitively. It is bulky and awkward, however, and I am just an elf. After a few minor attempts, I decide to leave it on the porch until Master gets home. Miss Charlotte was at home, but was of no help for reasons apparent if you know her. Master is excited to see it's arrival, but does not tell me what is...