„Finally!” my friend Alex exclaimed when the ancient cabin appeared in the meagre light of the cellphone. “My batteries are almost dead.” Three weeks ago my great-aunt Bernadette had shuffled off the mortal coil, and her belongings had been divvied up among her remaining relatives. Luckily the reading of her will hadn’t devolved into the frenzied infighting...
The river's rush swelled loud as I sat within the breathless air of the carriage. I knew we were nearing the place where oft I had sat beside my dear Apollo, our backs resting against the laurel tree. "Stop here!" I commanded, banging on the wall, but we continued to sway as the horses dragged us up the steep path. I lifted the canvas flap and peeked out,...
The zombie had been walking for days. Perhaps walking wasn't the correct term. Shuffling or lurching was more accurate. He was dimly conscious of a tiredness as he moved. He barely lifted his feet anymore. When the catastrophe, the "zombie apocalypse" had occurred, when he had been stricken after his own attack, he had moved much more quickly. But that had b...
I went shoe shopping after work, feeling strangely comfortable walking into a shoe store and requesting to try on high heels. The woman working at the store paused for a moment, looked me up and down, and asked why kind of shoes I was looking for. My sneakers were incredibly loose on my feet, like I was a child wearing my father's shoes. When she measured m...
"Imagine for a moment, if you would A life that's not defined in bad and good But chained instead with shameful aching need To eat the fruit and try to hide the seed." ___ Roger ___ Roger walks down the sidewalk, carrying a few small groceries in his re-usable bag. He likes to use his car as little as possible, "...keep her healthy for the next generatio...
Warning This is a futanari fantasy story. The futanari in this story consider themselves as female with a cock and pussy. The story also got females with only a pussy. If that is a subject you rather not read about I would advise you to look for another story to read. If you decide to stay I welcome you to my magical realm. As this is the second chapter I...
"I did warn you." They weren't as I remembered; her prominent bosom looked so touchable: adorably pert and incredibly kissable. Her cheeky smile and mischievous grin were exactly as I recalled. I stared up into her eyes just as I did all those years ago. We weren't even teenagers then. She had a tree-house away from the prying eyes of our parents and she w...
Gael and I meet at the trailhead at dawn. He looks almost the same as he did in high school, with a few flecks of gray in his hair and glasses he never needed before. He drops his backpack on the ground and hugs me warmly. "Brooke! It's so good to see you!" "Hey, you too! How's Colorado?" "It's amazing. I'm never leaving. How's New York?" "Ugh, love it....
This story is a submission for the Valentine's Day 2019 Contest. All names are fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is coincidental. © 2019 shptchr. * It had been a long time since I was excited for an upcoming holiday. For the past decade, they all seem to just roll on past me as if I didn't exist. It's a terrible thing to grow old and...
Author's Note When writing for myself, as I usually do, or writing something I expect others to read, I've never written a story from a male's perspective. I generally don't include too many men in my erotic stories regardless, but I've never written one from a man's point of view. However, when I started writing this, simply as a silly exercise, it becam...