Chicago Hotel Adventure: Night 2 The alarm was too loud when it went off. Wes had already been awake, but he jumped at the sound anyway. Roger shouted the word “Fuck!” without lifting his head from the pillow. Wes knew this outburst was a request to hit the snooze button, and he did so. Soon Roger was snoring contently once more. Wes felt pretty damn cont...
The below offerings are just three story fragments I was working on and sort of lost the way forward with. I thought I would just offer them as they are - one after the other. The stories have no connection with each other, and the characters in one story fragment bear no resemblance to the characters in another story fragment. Dear gentle reader, a word o...
I walked into the Irish Pub on Walnut Street in Center City Philly and scanned the crowded Thursday night throng for my good buddy Pat O'Brien, aptly named for the location. Pat, or Obie, would only introduce himself to women as Patrick, attempting, I suppose, to make himself sound more sophisticated. Not surprisingly, I found him in the corner putting th...
At the beginning of time, six goddesses worked together to create the world of Manifest. However, they could not decide which of them should be the ruler of this new land. So, they devised a contest. Each goddess fashioned a race of intelligent beings after her own preferences and predilections, and set them upon the world of Manifest with one commandment: d...
Thank you, LarryInSeattle, for using your editorial skills to ease my anxieties about publishing this very personal story. * *** * Oh, how we fucked that summer! For the rest of that week before my job started, we were together just about minute Krysten wasn't working at the burger joint. Once I started my job as a camp counselor, I'd slip away to be with...
Long ere I spied the weathered signpost pointing the path to Taylorsville, I had felt that something was amiss. My aged bones were huddled against the freezing rain, and Old Dolly must have ambled down a wrong road somewhere past Statesboro. With my eyes tucked underneath the felt brim, I hadn't noticed. Night had fallen hours ago, and I could venture no gu...
The sounds of the city's nightlife greeted Robert as he stepped from his apartment complex. He stopped, eyes wide and watching as an increasingly small part of him worried about how he looked. He frowned at himself, unsure of why he'd be worried yet the feeling didn't fade. A warm breeze caressed his soft, hairless cheek and he shivered in pleasure. Goosebum...
She took me into her bedroom. Spartan, like my own, the large black and burgundy covered bed dominating the room. She sat down on the bed, her hand still engulfing mine, gently pulling me down to sit beside her. She'd left the door open, and in the near silence of the house, we could hear Cid and our Master speaking quietly in the living room. "You saved...
All names have been changed to protect the guilty. ***** Being a very short guy (5'3") with a small frame has been a major handicap in my quest for female companionship. Having a micro penis was the nail in my coffin. Throughout my youth, I was ignored or rejected by girls. I had my first girlfriend in college, Caroline Fletcher. She was smart, beautiful,...
This is the first chapter of at least two. It is set in a world about 100 years in the future where only futa girls inhabit the planet. Therefore, this is not for everyone. Fetishes include: dickgirls, ridiculously sized penises, and, as the title implies, a very tall girl. Please comment any opinion you might have. I love reading those. ***** Why do anima...