Top of the morning to you, my devoted, at times surly and always fun readership. The name is Natalie Xiaowei, and I'm something akin to a unicorn. An Asian female living in Canada who doesn't worship White guys or prop up White Supremacy, quite unlike the majority of my people. Why am I so different from the others? I love chocolate and I cannot lie. Anyhow,...
Nobody grows up with a dream to join the town watch. It wasn't a glorious thing, but it paid decently, and all Jess had to do was stand there and make sure nobody got up to trouble in the marketplace. Yawning, she shifted in place, casting a bored eye over the bustling square. It wasn't unpleasant at all, not really. The summer heat could get burdensome, an...
Chapter 5 - Amelia Jane Acquires a New Accoutrement I ran and knelt before the man in my 'default position'. I was scampering nude about a public market place propositioning men! I had chosen my place of kneeling well, in that it was not directly on his path, thus blocking him, and perhaps increasing the likelihood of my being dismissed with a kick or a...
"Hey bro, you walk around here like you think you're the man," came a voice, and I turned around, wondering who was addressing me. It was a rainy Friday morning in the suburb of Barrhaven, Ontario. Not just any Friday morning, mind you, but El Cinco De Mayo. I'd just had breakfast at the local Tim Horton's, consisting of a nice egg and cheese sandwich, overl...
The jungle is everything. Every leaf, every stone, every tree and every creature. All the water, all the earth, and even the sky. All of it is part of the jungle. It always has been. There is nothing else and never will be. Its name is Raakshas: the monster. Hear the sound of its beating hard! The scream of the apes, the falling trees, the rushing mountain s...
The breeze off the Atlantic was welcomed with a smile. It had been a long day and now all she wanted was to sit still, enjoy the twilight on the terrace surrounded by bougainvillea's and perhaps have another glass of wine. It was early and she had the hotel terrace almost all to herself. As if he read her mind, a waiter appeared and she ordered another glas...
Chapter 7: Amelia Jane's night under the stars At first all was quiet in the market place. Darkness had fallen, and shadows and gloom crept around me. I could hear furtive rustling noises, as of tiny creatures. The night sky was clearing, and I looked up to observe the moon. It seemed strangely smaller than normal. I gave this circumstance no great amoun...
After a long day at work, Guillaume Etienne looked forward to finally going home. He'd been dealing with the drones at work long enough. Exiting the Place De Ville building, which housed the Revenue Canada agency for which he worked, Guillaume caught the double-decker 95 bus heading to the West end of Ottawa. At this hour, it was packed, filled with commuter...
This is a Winter Contest story, please vote. All characters portrayed are over the age of 18. There are no characters under the age of 18. * Offering Bob a job, Kris Kringle comes to the rescue to save the day by offering Bob a job. Dear Santa, I've been bad, very bad. I punched my boss in the nose at work and quit before he fired me. After allowing my...
This is my attempt at a "porn parody" (for lack of a better description) of Ancient Greek mythology. It is not a direct adaptation of any one story, but an original tale made of tropes and archetypes pulled from several Greek myths. The intention was not only to create a work of erotic fantasy, but an epic saga that paid loving tribute to the poets and playw...