5: Angie and Ben. Angie lay on her bed watching as I got dressed. It had gone ten and I was getting ready to head home and get some much-needed rest. "What?" I smiled as I looked at her lying there with her chin resting in her hands. "Oh, nothing," she replied happily, "It's not every day I can say I watched a man putting his clothes back on in my bedroom...
"James? Are you here to save me?" Sophia Ridge was doing her best to comprehend her dreams. Wondering for a moment if the food the Ganthorian female Harpea gave her was laced with some hallucinogenic. The singing in her mind from a lone Tyrant Tear cell kept her calm. "No Sophia. You are here to save me." "How can I save you? You're five miles upstairs."...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Vampiric Activity "Ruth... Ruth. What a pretty n...
I posted the story Job Interview and the consensus I gleaned from the comments and emails was that readers liked the story, but hated the ending. So here is the first half of the story again, but with a new ending. Comments are encouraged, as I've never tried doing something like this before. The new part begins about halfway through this version, and I in...
I scurried back on my hands and feet to avoid a very sharp pair of claws that landed too close to comfort to the top my inseams. My hardwood floors had no chance as the black and shiny claws carved into them and trailed back towards her body ever so slowly. I regretted wishing my luck with women would change and I thought to myself if I ever made it out of t...
Hi everyone! This is my first submission here, I hope you enjoy it. The story is a long series that I'll be working on in my spare time. If you find any grammar or spelling errors please let me know, I proofread but things often escape me. Thanks! **************** Raven March 22, 2018. Today would mark the first day of Raven's 30th year on this planet,...
I had always thought my High School creative writing teacher was joking when he claimed to be a hunted terrorist. I actually had no reason to doubt his story, aside from the fact that it sounded ludicrous. He was of medium height, medium weight, medium build, medium rare, with a black beard that barely covered his chin and thin lips; it was more of a ten PM...
Love is a smoke raised with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet. William Shakespeare, Romeo and Juliet, 1.1 *** It had been about two weeks since they had last seen each other. He had tried calling...
Note to readers: this is a sequel to the story Black Magic, thanks to everyone for reading. * The Sinclair Funeral Home in Jeffersonville was one of those old established places in the mid west, a respectable looking building, elegant even in it's own way. It went way back to the 1880's under various owners. The current owner, Doc Blanding was older, seven...
Call me a spoil sport, but after I'd turned twelve I never cared much for Halloween. I'd had my share of dressing up in those ridiculous costumes and performing trick or treat stunts, so when Kyle asked if I'd like to come to his Halloween bash, I automatically said no. That's not to say that I didn't feel honored at having been invited. Kyle and his best pa...