(Author' note) Pardon the shortness. When you add one you will become a trusted user. This way this will be everyone story. Please make things longer then 1 sentence. The story will be separated any many types of fan fiction. HELLO AND WELCOME TO GALAXY LABS. This is the place where you can make your dreams come true. You won a contest to spend years in a fa...
Okay, but really - gods exist. Small g. If you believe in the big G type, then I can't prove it nor disprove it. Live your life the way you feel is right, no problem. But below the Absolute, but far, far above us mortals, exist certain unusual beings. Are they good? Are they evil? Well, most of the time, they are just alien and they keep to themselves. Every...
"Hi Bob! Welcome to Make Me A Futa," said Ann, guiding me to the contestant's chair. The audience could just be seen beyond the glare of the studio lights and the array of cameras. Certainly their rustling and murmuring and laughter could be heard. And as if it wasn't terrifying enough being centre stage for the first time in my life, I was dressed like a gi...
I had eagerly anticipated this evening for many weeks. Thought about how I wished for events to unfold. Planned, indeed plotted as I thought of ways to set the scene for the series of events to unfold as I had dreamed of for a year or two now. We would have the house to ourselves for not only the evening but for the whole weekend. That's if I could encoura...
Teresa and Dominic Scalia were busily brainstorming entertainment ideas for the upcoming Community Chest gala. "We've got the band with a featured singer, but I think we need something else. Something for a change of pace." said Teresa. Dominic thought for a moment. "How about a magician? It could be the first act right after dinner and before we clear the...
AUTHOR'S NOTE This is the second chapter of the second book in my Pleasant Moo series, Pleasant Moo Two. Pleasant Moo Two picks up where Pleasant Moo Farms left off. Alex, a homebody and video game addict fresh out of college and struggling to find employment, has undergone a detailed, male-to-female genetic transformation that has left his body changed an...
Every morning, Veronica got up at six in the morning. Even on the weekend, where there was nothing to wake up for, even if she'd been up later than normal that night... she would wake within ten minutes plus or minus of six. This would give her a whole hour to prepare herself to be freshly washed and perfectly prepared to sit in traffic for the better part o...
As the world loads in you rise up, drawing up your power... before unceremoniously flopping onto the ground. What's the point? The heroes would just waltz through and kill you 20 minutes from now. You didn't even get the satisfaction of killing them over and over again like the bosses did. You were just a creep put here so the heroes could farm XP. The more...
Twenty minutes later, looking through a two-way illuminated panel on their side of Floor 2, the husbands spied their wives. Now costumed, Joan Hockaday exuded sexuality from every pore of her body. Her platforms had been replaced by red high-heeled ankle strap peep-toe pumps with the same 5 inch heels she had pranced around on since her teenage cheerleading...
As Max's parties went, this was pretty much the usual. He calls them "Meet and Greets". I call them "Novocains". Of course, I would never tell Max that. It's just that they have this irritating tendency to deaden all my senses. My current lover has his own Los Angeles-based public relations firm with an A-list cast of corporate and entertainment industry cli...