AN: These are going to be a series of AI-generated stories, all of them featuring the same main character. Originally my plan was to generate AI images representing each client, but I failed badly at every attempt, and even the image above is just something I pulled from Google. I added a few images to a couple of chapters using Stable Diffusion but they a...
WARNING: IF YOU DO NOT HAVE AT LEAST A HIGH SCHOOL EDUCATION YOU WILL NOT GRASP THIS STORY. Bernice. Formally known as "Bargotherial energy vortex manipulator model 2000, was originally an instrument of federal power. Used to undo threats to the collective way of thinking that put them in power before they existed. A very large step towards totalitarian...
Here I am. Sat sitting in my lonely writer's garret. A trigger thought. Involuntary. Overthinking this problem. Now all pervading. I have to run with it, to the bittersweet end. Or perhaps a new chapter will reveal itself? This nudge has woken something deep within me. Temptations today. To change or not to change my signature fragrance? I've stalked th...
The food had seemed tasteless to Diane, her mind preoccupied with Michael's question and her evasion. Where was this relationship going? Moreover, where did Michael want the relationship to go? There had to be a reason behind this sudden desire for direction and Diane fret over it until the pair had begun the return walk to her apartment. "Michael?" she be...
11 May 93 (Fourth Age), Emyn Arnen I am named for the father of a legend. In his time this father claimed a measure of renown, but that was three long Ages of Middle-earth ago, and to history he has been lost...save in a name of nearly forgotten heritage, and as inscribed upon faded pages in dusty books of lore. His son — perhaps the greatest in our people'...
Flowing cotton as thin as a vapor flips in the breeze. Her slight form clothed in the softness, two long slits run up each side of her skirt to expose her bare thighs as the fabric whips between her legs. Bare feet propel her up and comfortably astride the sleek back of her mare. The flowing breeze causes her blouse to settle open. The creaminess of her skin...
I read a great post today on the following 360 page the title of which was "So you want to be a slave: The realities" by miria hunter. It is a great article and I enjoyed reading it very much. It reference one of My favorite topics, Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs which was a very nice debate a long time ago for a few of us on Literotica one night. I did a few...
This story took a lot longer than I thought it would to revise and polish up lol. Beware, the beginning is verrrrry slow. Just hold out and I'm sure by the time you begin to get truly bored; it'll pick up. But when reading keep in mind I tried to incorporate the Spanish by italicizing lines that I would expect to be said in complete Spanish so I didn't have...
"I've been to America a few times." Marlennys said from the opposite side of the shelf. She and Kat were in a large vintage shop that sold everything you could think of. A medium height shelf filled with small pieces of jewelry separated the two women as they shopped and chatted simultaneously. "What'd you think about it?" Kat asked while inspecting a brace...
Apologies for the openly military science fiction intro to this erotica; I have a problem. I added sweat and musk play because I have more than one problem. And yeah, one of the three in this threesome is trans, but that's not a problem I just think it's cool. *** They looked like thin trees with huge, bulbous tops. But even this far out, the IR reading to...