A tall, glistening, brown wall of naked man comes closer and closer, until his toes nudge the points of her boots. Cathy draws back in alarm, hands clutching arms, knees pressed in tight. The alcohol warming her blood and slurring her speech can't quite obscure her fear of the stripped-bare stripper as he loomed over her. Not quite bare: he still wears his m...
A distant place, elevated. A remote, craggy area of the Lesotho highlands. Summer is drawing to an end, and the first chill winds of early autumn are beginning to be felt. It is late evening. From the green, impossibly wild peaks, which appear as if titans have ploughed furrows into them, it seems as though an artist with otherworldly power has slashed grea...
Chapter 1: The Vampire, The Witch and the Coven. ———— Ana Castegarde took a deep breath and resisted the urge to scream. No good had ever come of her losing her temper, and she knew that the moment it happened she'd automatically be railroaded by one Lola Burbank, the coven's enforcer and an annoyingly confident High Priestess. Lola had joined their...
~ Previously on Futa Futcha ~ OK ...so ...to recap ...the ancient device found on a long dead planet a long time ago in the depths of space was finally unlocked by some hugely clever male scientist, though not that clever it seemed as it unleashed a genetic plague that wiped out every human male on earth for now and evermore, leaving only the female of the...
Went down to the crossroads, sank down on my knees, Went down to the crossroads, sank down on my knees, I asked the Lord above me, won't you save me if you please." --Robert Johnson, Crossroad Blues, 1936 Robert Johnson, it was said, sold his soul to the devil on a Mississippi highway one midnight in return for the ability to play the blues like no other ma...
It was a warm afternoon that was sliding into a temperate night. The fresh smells of spring washed over St. Agatha's and deeply saturated ever surface. Long shadows had started to spread across the landscape. A gentle breeze tickled at every bit of Aphex's exposed skin. The sound of two female co-eds making out in their hidden spot where a tree covered a bui...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are figments of imagination. *** She always knew. Everyone knew. Ronald Pump was a scumbag, a horndog. A low-down, filthy, skirt-chasing weasel. She knew what she'd signed up for. She was to be the trophy wife. Smile. Look marvelous, be fabulous, maintain her perfect figure and impossibly high cheekbones...
This chapter is largely devoted to the protagonist having sex with multiple female demons. Please remember that this chapter is Erotic Horror, and not intended for the squeamish or faint-of-heart. While there isn't actual incest occurring in this chapter, don't be shocked if you see references to it. There is some graphic violence towards the end, and there...
What heroic epic wouldn't benefit from complete gratification? Why should fantasies not explore their characters' desires to their fullest extent? This is for those who have always wondered what it might be like to play goddess. Special thanks to the volunteer editors Alias_Omega and LaRascasse! *** Long had legend foretold the return of the sacred...
Hello and welcome to my readers. Thanks for your votes, PC's and e-mails on my previous stories. This is the latest in a series of stories about the Temporal Management Agency and Agent 99. The TMA concept was begun by slyc_willie on an Authors Hangout thread. Previous Agent 99 stories are there along with explanations of various terms used in these stories....