Author's note: Warning: This story is mostly dialogue between a therapist and a patient. Many people dislike stories with a lot of dialogue, so I felt it only fitting to warn you. Thank you for reading. I hope you enjoy. ************************************** I fought to keep my annoyance from showing on my face. It's often a struggle to keep a professi...
Commissioned by a friend from the U.S who loves monstergirl-makes-human-chattel stuff. And I'm nothing if my friends are not happy. Femdom, dark elf, the works. Monstergirls raid humans for slaves for breeding and labor, and take care in integrating, training and breeding them as sexual pets. Second Person, heterosexual story. Enjoy if you like that stuff....
This story is the property of the writer Kalimaxos. Welcome to part 09 of the Laura and Greg epic. Please read the previous chapters of this series and you will catch up on the saga of Laura and Greg; a young upscale couple with two young children whose marriage went off the rails. They and just about all the characters are flawed. If you are looking for...
"You know we all get old, Weston. It's nothing to fear," his grandmother told him. "Death, I mean." "I know what you meant, Grandma," he told her. "I'm not afraid to die," she told him. "I am afraid of being alone, though." She reached out her frail hand and took his before saying, "Thanks to you and your mother that's something I've never worried about. I...
***** Greg 2004 I could barely hear my wife's hard breathing and slight moans across the room with Grove Washington. The curious among us would have looked and maybe been a tad jealous or anxious knowing a good looking half black man was fucking his blond wife. But I was too busy. Busy bouncing Grove's slight wife Tish on my cock while standing with my bac...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This...
'Would you...?' 'Look the part to play the part....' 1 5' 4...dreaded, and to be dreaded....bookish, be-spectacled—damn near owlish....so much so that you might miss the way her tits spoke to you no matter how much she attempted to 'silence' them ....that you might miss the way her skirt gathered at the flatness of her tum, then fell away from her no-wais...
The phone ringing wakes me, my head pops up looking right at it. When it rings again I move to it, Tony only rolls over as I pick it up. "Hello." I'm sitting on the edge of the bed stretching my legs, a small groan escapes me. "I'm calling for Tony Samson I hope I didn't get the wrong number." An older man's voice says to me. "No you got the right number,...
The Coalition president, Vladimir Zakhvatchikov excused himself to go to the bathroom, but found it difficult to concentrate on emptying his bladder at the thought of what was to come. Unexpectedly, Ludmila Mudak had landed back aboard the aircraft carrier Lenin with Volk and it seemed she had every intention of rekindling the passion they'd once shared. He...
Adapted from the short story: HE WHO SHRANK by Henry Hasse First Published in the August, 1936 issue of Amazing Stories * * * * * ONE It was a Friday night and I was late. The new boy I was dating, Todd, had originally set the time to pick me up at 7:00 p.m. and I had pushed that back to eight. We had reservations at a steak house at 9:00 p.m. I didn't...