Chapter one: In the Woods The night was gloomy. The forest was soundless. Prince Edward pushed the wooden door, a sharp creaky sound. She was sitting on a chair, her back towards him. Her hair was white. She was naked. Her skin was wrinkled. Her hands were skinny, sharp nails, visible veins. She was holding a skull between her naked thighs. Prince Edward fe...
Bright moonlight peeked through the leaves of the trees, dappling the worn dirt trail and providing just enough light for Mist-Rolling-Softly's keen eyes to safely guide her footsteps down the path. She quietly practiced saying her newly-awarded Druid name as she picked her way carefully over the stones and roots which threatened to engulf the ancient route;...
She was sitting in the swing underneath the huge tree in the front of the house, the one slightly out of sight, but where you could still have a good view of the drive. As children they used to play here in the summer. They would climb up into the tree and spy on all her parent’s guests at their fancy dress balls. Her brother would push her higher and higher...
Size Does Matter The forest was still as calm and beautiful as it had been the last time. Zalen was now heading to the center of the forest with Mirada and Leilah. The two had been curious enough about the fairies to come with him, the others had made camp by the edge of the forest, preferring not to get swarmed by a flight of overly enthusiastic fairies....
"Kris, do you think I'm sexy?" Ruby Heart asked. "That's a very human question for you to be asking Ruby." Kris said without looking up from his computer screen where he was furiously typing something. "What's that got to do with anything?" She asked running her fingers through her short black hair raising it up over her antennae before letting it drop ba...
Ok this is my first story on this site, all I ask for is a fair criticism on what you guys think both of the story itself and my writing. Any tips or advice would be appreciated. Regards, NiceGuyA11ways * Running in sand sucks, seriously, not only does sand not support your weight all that well, but it sucks your feet in and slows you down and makes it tw...
The Boob Fairy visited Megan one night shortly after her eighteenth birthday. Till then, Megan had been a gamine redhead, slender and spunky, all angles and no curves. From the strong cheekbones of her triangular freckled face to the narrow hips she twitched in a habitually brisk walk, there was no softness or languor about her. Megan smiled often and joke...
Alta was running late, she was supposed to meet Gwen at home. She could depend upon her husband to keep her best friend entertained until she got there, but was worried what form that entertainment would take. Trisha had tried to hurry but she was delayed anyway. She flew out of the school and saw her mom waiting for her. As she headed for the car, she tri...
Chapter 01: Growing Copyright Oggbashan November 2004 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This story was inspired by Piers Anthony's...
Garal stepped around a thick patch of brush to drain his bladder. It was highly unlikely that anyone would venture by to see him pull his manhood out of his pants. He was traversing the black trail in a section of the forest that was reputed to be haunted with spirits, fairy folk and the like. Unlike him, most people wouldn't come through this portion of the...