Nacnac has approved me to just go wild with Mandi, so while the previous story was meant to be a brief one-shot we should now expect a series of shorts featuring our demonically possessed cum-cannon goth-babe! Once again I have to stress that these stories are totally separate from the Goddesses universe that I typically write about. They are quick and un-s...
Hi, my name is Ishani from Kolkata and this is a short incident from last year. I write this today because, the people concerned have moved out of town recently. I am now 30 and fair, height of 5'7". I am not slim, but I care to say I am curvy. My figure stands at 34d-28-36, with long hair. I am married and my husband is in merchant navy. I have not been t...
Sam held the black-and-white photograph of his first wife in the gnarled fingers of his hand. "Here's looking at you, kid," he said, holding it up towards his failing eyes, as much aware of the liver spots on the back of his hand as of Jenny's prim beauty. Her delicate hands were crossed over a pleated knee-length skirt and her face shone in the white sunl...
I am really quite content with my little niche in the world. I admit to being slightly shy and have little experience with the fairer sex. I only had a couple of dates while in high school. Currently I am slowly working my way through college, so studies and work take all my energies. I'm in my second year of school at Northern Cal Tech and have a summer job...
"Swannnnnnnn!" Emma heard it echoing behind her as she ran for dear life, right beside Elsa. It was a bit cathartic; there'd been a few times in her life that she'd wanted to just turn and run off during a conversation with Regina, and since she'd already crossed punching Regina in the face off her bucket list... "Oof!" Elsa went down in a tangle of fabric...
She was feeling a tad dizzy. Kistle clung to the mane of the airhorse that she was seated on, fearing for her safety. They were gliding along the clouds, much too high and much too fast for comfort. She could feel the horses' flanks contracting and relaxing under her, hear its loud snorts. The big beast's satiny black wings flapped about her gloriously, co...
"Hey, John. How are you doing?" I knew immediately who was calling me, she was the mom of one of my daughter's classmates, and I had spoken to her enough in the past to recognize the voice. Only problem was...my daughter couldn't stand her daughter. Well, that and the fact that she had had two girls about so many years ago and had really put on the weight....
This is my first story ever, so cut me some slack. ***** A thin white carpet of snow had fallen by the time I had walked the ten blocks to the Cleveland Art Museum just as it opened. I loved the museum for many reasons including that I had met Heather, my wife, here. On a very similar day two years ago, I decided to study at the art museum because it had t...
the third in my internet-spam adaptation series Blind dates can definitely be a nightmare. It's a symptom of our modern age that dating in general has become so difficult, and that women can be very hard to meet. I will also openly admit that a lot of that difficulty comes from my own general awkwardness. But, I do have a good reputation at work, and with s...
Battle of the Bulge I turned my bone into a substance as hard as stone. I kick telephone poles. I stand on the elevator. Floors ding. The elevator falls down the floors. I think about all of the poles I've kicked. My fists clench. Wooden hand-hewn columns depicting ancient wars. Kicked! Hand carved statuette of the Devine Power. Kicked! I have severed false...