We have a new Discord Channel! Simply PM me for a link to join the Monster Girl Chronicles Discord and enjoy! Share your thoughts or theories about the stories, or make conversation and share memes or Discord games instead. Of course, I will be there as well so you can ask me whatever questions you'd like, or comment or chat with me about whatever. New chap...
Chapter 3: Transgression and Respect: Towards Full Ownership I I know, reader, you are likely to just jump to the first play scene. But I think you are better off reading what comes before. It'll enable you to understand the fucking and licking and spanking and tears that are to follow. If you must jump ahead, however, don't judge; you are in no position t...
As with all my stories, I welcome other authors to add chapters! Remember to like and bookmark your favorite chapters! Regular chapters with 5+ likes get a sequel, chapters with 10+ likes get two. End chapters get an epilogue with 10+ likes. Chapters with the most likes & bookmarks get updated first! All characters in this story are at least 18 years old...
Again thank you all for the feedback. I am aware that I have many grammar mistakes and I sadly haven't had much luck finding editors. Either they don't want to help me edit a long story with too many chapters, or they disappear on me. Just so you know, I submit new chapters as soon as I see the last ones posted, so you will get updates every 3 or so days,...
Life moves on. This chapter has taken a while due to mundane life interrupting writing time. My dear partner once again helped with various aspects and I appreciate his help. I am thankful to all the historians and the availability of information on the Internet. Otherwise, this chapter and others would have taken months instead of weeks. Hope you enjoy this...
Time was passing by very fast on this Saturday afternoon. It has been an unusually beautiful, sunny day, even in the middle of the winter and my mind was always to Gina. Such days lead your mind through the most pleasurable thoughts and make you fantasize... I have been thinking about the evening all day. The evening that I was going to meet her. I didn't ha...
I would die for you, I thought as I gently kissed Farizah Abdul-Majid's forehead. Gently I laid her on the bed, and tucked her in. For a long moment I stood there and looked at her, and smiled wistfully. How did a nitwit like me get so lucky? I don't know, but I'm definitely counting my blessings. Outside Farizah's bedroom window, the storm raged. Another la...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
November 1958 Alice Newberry peeked nervously from behind the stage curtain in the Oresville High School Auditorium. She wasn't nervous about singing in the talent show because she had been singing on the radio with her Uncle Jacks country band since she was ten years old. Her Uncle Jack did a live show on KLRK in Little Rock on Saturday mornings from ten...
Edited by Penn Lady This is a copyrighted work of fiction. All rights reserved. This is a contest piece, please vote. * We are the Benandanti. In the earliest days, the moon sang to us our purpose. Protect. Protect our brothers and sisters, the tribe, the village, the township. However large or small the protectorate was, our sacred duty was to guard i...