The dark elf, an unusually tall woman, clad in thick, soundless leather outfit of a rogue, chuckled soundlessly. Her delicate feet made no sound as she scaled the walls of the noble's mansion. The Human Empire of Lescatie's cream of the crop had a massive allowance for land to build on, with gardens and maids and exotic pets. The woman slowly leapt over t...
Note from Jake Rivers: This is my seventh semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The most recent invitational included songs written or performed by Willie Nelson. The current effort consists of stories based on song titles that have a weather term in them, such as "Stormy Weather, "Foggy M...
There is much to be said about alcohol, folks. Some say it can make you do things. I guess they're right. How else could you explain what I've done last night? I slept with my best friend! The name is Damon Sparrow, by the way. I'll be your big and tall, forthrightly bisexual sexy black football stud for the day. Last night, I went to the Red Dawn, this club...
"How often do you and Bailey fuck?" Chet looked up at his best friend and laughed. James was always interested in his friend's sex life. It wasn't that he never got any, more like he wanted to compare notes with his friends. "A few times a day at least. If not, we make up for it on the weekend. Do you know her parents actually let me sleep over? As if we g...
He was a ranch hand. She was the boss's daughter. She had watched him from the day her father had hired him. His physique was lean, but very muscular--just the way she liked her men. And there had been men...too many perhaps for a woman so young, but being the only daughter of a rancher, and a beautiful woman besides, she had learned early on that she could...
Chapter Ten: Back in Baby's Hand The foot long stem buried in my butt kept me on my toes. I found myself alone with Ms. Handlesmen, in her office. I was standing to her left, at the corner of her desk, looking at the wall in front of me. I blended in with one of her pictures, as she pored over business reports and signed documents, acting as though I wasn'...
My name is Queen Eliana, and I used to be a spoiled brat. Growing up being both a pampered princess, the heir to the elven throne, and a futanari, I knew I was different and decided that I would and could use my body however I wished. As a result, I became the worst sort of princess, the kind who used her title for her wanton gain without a second thought g...
Lydia stretched and wiggled. "Man, my back is killing me." "What did you do to it?" Susan looked sideways at Lydia sitting on the platform. "Nothing in particular. Just day to day, I guess. I'm still not as good as Momma at healing body pains. Maybe I'll ask her for a back rub." Susan went back to her painting. "Why not your husband?" "He does well, but...
Power of balance. Good versus evil. That was the last thing I was thinking of when my car broke down on the dusty dark road. My mind was racing with all the thoughts that go through your head when you know that you have not made the right decisions. My cell phone was on the table in the front hallway. My purse was locked in the glove compartment and the key...
"Miss Johnson, would you please come into my office?" Tracy rolled her eyes, thinking What does he want now? It was fifteen minutes before five-her purse was out, her computer off, and her mind had already left the building. Her friends had a fun night planned-some good food, a few drinks, and of course a great deal of dancing. Mandy even had a 'cool' guy s...