A nautical romance of gender politics and the Flying Dutchman, as well as a short intermission in which the cast of characters perform a musical composition of their own devising. Having been some days in preparation, a splendid time is guaranteed for all. etc." I. ODD GIRLS AT SEA Getting laid while 3200 miles out at sea, especially somewhere in the icy d...
FROM THE AUTHOR: This story is my first story, so please be understanding. This story is a dark Loving Wife story with burn the bitches and their boyfriends. My thanks to my dear friend Stormking for taunting me enough to write a story instead of just reading and criticizing other's stories. * My best friend Jake and I were chugging booze and munching piz...
There had been blood—a lot of blood, animal and human. Some of it was mixed with semen—a virgin's first experience... Power had been raised here, again and again, from that ancient triad of sex, death, and sacrifice, sometimes unwilling and at other times freely given, the magic woven of that power now lost in the turning winds of time. But its residue rema...
A moan parts my lips, pulling against the firm bindings against my wrists. The caress of the ribbon loving, yet still managing to hold me out to my Mistress' whim. Damn that beautiful creature. "Oh you know just how much I love seeing you like this, Darling~" A voice coos from beyond the bed, followed by a teasing chuckle. "Y-yes, Mistress, I know." A stut...
~Valiant Society -- Valiant Theta in the Cat Burglar Author Note: A short little something I worked on as a break from working on the next Monsterfuckers chapter. I'm about half way through writing it, so it'll be up soon. Until then enjoy this short futa story about a superheroine and a burglar. Contains futa and some elements of mind control. Story is als...
***Saturday, September 7, 2304*** When I came down to breakfast Stony handed me the paper and said, "Uh-oh." And she was right on target. About Those Four Points Judith P. Mogumbo — North Porter Free Black Register — Saturday, Sept. 7, 2304 A more serious one today folks. Not to be a drag. Still love our Pharaoh. Still love our girl, our Alicia. Respect...
Wyxt is glum tonight. It doesn't have anything to do with eggs... the Pirate Queen barely cared about the holiday in the first place and certainly hasn't celebrated it before. Her peculiar mood is hard to explain or place. While dark red eyes are clearly faintly narrowed, grumpy even, the rest of her face is rather expressionless, glossy blue lips pressed in...
((I'd like to thank a veritable cadre of friends who've inspired me to write again. This was started six years ago, rewritten twice from scratch, and nearly dumped into the recycle bin. It's been a long time coming, and I do hope you like it! As always, feedback is eagerly awaited!)) * Fiona Briette-Blue, a woman of medium height and stark white waist-leng...
Mustrum Ridcully, longest serving Archchancellor in Unseen University's thousand year history, looked down at the small pile of documents on his desk. He shook his head. His world was trembling, he thought, but whether because its foundations were about to collapse or because it was poised to shoot forward into the future remained to be seen. He looked up at...
Deep down in the cavernous bowels of Bánánach Hole, the cacophonous clangour of a skirmish already in progress rang throughout the multitude of prehistoric burrows. From out of the shadows, a glint of silver arced horizontally through a legion of reanimated skeletal warriors, hewing through their ancient bones and decrepit armour like they were constructed f...