Memoirs of Kitty Siam -- (v = - a Tr(k)). It took several days after my last contact with Angkor Maintenance Control to receive confirmation that portal travel between Angkor and Anora was possible. Several test modules were sent through from each end before both ends were certified for human travel. It was that evening that I decided to tell Raku, the monk...
Georgia had always been known to be stifling in the summer, but even I was more than a little surprised at the string of oppressively hot days that had been plaguing us for weeks. Even throughout the nights the moisture in the air hung like a wet blanket over our noses and mouths, making it hard to breathe. The temperatures remained at a very warm 75 degrees...
Author’s Note: My apologies on the delay of this chapter. Real life has kept me quite busy. Over the last several weeks, I’ve had to give myself a crash course in using Flash, to get a website up and running, and the prenatal birthing classes have been booked back to back over this month (a baby girl is due in November, the first female born on my side of th...
I was in the field by the airport, shivering, looking at the sky. It was a clear night with no moon. I walked backwards, counting stars. Was I here to meet Penny? When did I get here? I bumped into someone, but when I turned around, no one was there. Another shadowy figure moved in my periphery, but when I turned to look- no one. In turning, I bumped a shoul...
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Chapter 7 We just finished the groceries and we called a cab to take us back waiting at the door was Jenna. She and Sheila carried the groceries up to my apartment where I had slave put on the coffee and while she was doing that I give Jenna a kiss, which of course Sheila felt in detail. Jenna upset saying, "What is she doing here?" "Why don't you ask her?...
Warning: This one is all about big weird swaps and reality manipulations. It contains boobs, tits and other mammaries, institutional femdom, greek statues, slutty boys, fashionable chastity, alternate histories in the making, cunt-boy x futa, marathon fucking, celebrity m-preg, work place drama, explosions, horse cocks (girls with), cultural feminization, sl...
For some time after, the two friends lay there on top of the inflatable pad, snuggling. After three consecutive orgasms each, though either of them could have kept going, they had at least reached a point of satiation, where they didn't feel the need to keep making love. Azalea lay her head down on top of Dakota's right shoulder as the rested from that incre...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
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