2 Brad I was a fat little boy who inevitably became a big fat man. I would like to think that I possess other qualities, but I assure you that if you saw me your first thought would be 'fat.' My parents were of normal size and shape. As was my older brother. And as, for that matter, is my son. Because the only purpose of life that can withstand scientif...
This "story" is just that -- a fictional accidental first time encounter between two young (over 18) close friends. I hope you enjoy, and have strived to make it a more "real life" scenario and thus less "action packed". If I receive positive comments I will try to continue the saga. We had been best friends since middle school. I remember teasing you, pu...
Introduction: Authors note: Hello dear reader, this is my first story in this website and english is not my first language, but i am up for the challenge. Hope you like my story, and comments are aways appreciated. I decided to write this story seeing how short-lived most of the stories happen to be in this website (no offence intended) , so i hope that my s...
Another installment of the series and as always I hope you enjoy. Vote. Comment. If anyone knows an editor that would be awesome, still looking for one, thanks and enjoy! Iron Rain Part 11 We stepped out of the car and as we walked to the visitor's center our feet made that soft crunching sound in the freshly fallen snow. It was early morning in the town o...
A heartfelt thank you to my editors Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for their unvaluable hard work and insight, you guys are the best! DESTROYER Tommy Balagan was six when he discovered he was color blind. He lived in a world painted in shades of brown, bronze, blue and beige. His Dad, Carl caught him eating moldy party food leftovers and took him to a clinic;...
Hijab-wearing Muslim girls can do all the things that "normal" girls can do, and so much MORE. If anyone tells you otherwise, don't believe them. Just ask me, Khadija Hussein, the Syrian Goddess of metropolitan Ottawa, province of Ontario. Don't believe me? Let me tell you about what I did last Friday after finishing my prayers in the Masjid. I finished my p...
Chapter 1 - Independence Day Hi. Thanks for reading my story. It's mild for starters but I plan to make this a series. I value your feedback so let me know what you think. ***** I was so excited. My parents had just left and I was off to university. My parents had pushed for me to go to Queen's but I wanted to go to the biggest university possible. To th...
The Ringley's Discover what Jenni Does for a Living - or - (Daddy's Little Girl) A Satire In One Act Fade up to: A typical "white bread" suburb in the "wilds" of upper middle class any town Pennsylvania. Pan to: A somber tree lined street with identical looking Cape Cods, and Tudor style houses in a cliche of alleged respectability, four car garages, an...
This story takes place in a quiet corner of an Indian Ocean island many, many, many years ago, in a region with the particularity that women with naturally long cunt lips were highly revered -- not as prizes but as purveyors of good luck, fertility and good harvest. This story is about the woman whose labial lips surpassed anything ever known in her village...
The call of the night is simply irresistible when you are what I happen to be. Seriously. My name is Jefferson Dean and I am a Proto-Vampire. As far as I know, I'm the only Proto-Vampire who still walks the planet Earth. I've seen vampires and other supernatural creatures but I've never encountered another one like myself. It makes for a boring existence but...