This is a totally new start for this Symbiote multiverse, but before the real stories start I'm gonna do some profiles for each Symbiote with their skills, their weak and strong points, what they feed on, and those types of things. the main objective is to work with Marvel characters, but I will probably do with other universes like DC or other porn comics l...
A recent comment has inspired me to add this disclaimer to the front of this, and perhaps all of my stories. This is a work of fiction. In no way should anything that is done here be done in real life. My stories are not my politics. Warning - This contains ****, dubcon and **** events. If those are not something you are interested in reading. I sugges...
My name is Fadiha Al-Muhammad. I'm a young Somali woman living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. Anyone looking at me sees a five-foot-eight, slightly chubby young Black woman with light brown skin and hazel eyes. I have a curvy body, wide hips and a big round butt. Don't let the hijab fool you, Somali women are beautiful AND passionate. A lot of p...
(All characters in the original works that are underaged are 18 or older in this story.) Todays been a great day. You got to see your cousin Peter and aunt May. You talked all day with them. You even got to intorduce them to your long time girlfriend Barbra. She left early for some reason but you didn't ask. You chatted with them all day. Eventually it got l...
Author's note: All the characters in this juvenile story are over the age of eighteen. All the characters are entirely fiction and the product of a sick and twisted mind, including those who are not fictional. If you don't like the story, call someone who gives a damn. Staring out the window of his cheap, third floor office on 3rd Avenue, Harry Dick, medioc...
Author's Note: This is the last chapter of Ember's story. She shows up in other stories, so this isn't her last appearance in the series. She will appear in at least 14 of the 16 stories I've mapped out for my Draga-verse. As with Nadya's story, I'm already working on a more polished version with more detail about Ember's visions and ancestry, which I didn...
The air conditioner to the fourteenth-floor hotel room hummed. It was unnaturally cold, considering the weather outside. The sea of human invention lay outside the window, buzzing. Cars and lights flickered. A bottle of Veuve Clicquot rested in a tin filled with ice. From the balcony of his hotel room, Roger leaned against the railing, thinking about the d...
The tit-diddling bees raised their stings. Beads of clear venom gleamed at the tips of the black needles. "Oh no!" Odetta gasped. "They're going to sting me!" Her fears were confirmed when the two workers plunged their lances, dead center into her pointy red nipples. "Aaaahh!" she screamed as white hot fire flamed her tits. Odetta watched with wide brown...
18 The Dawn of Cindy Moundlicker Rosa stepped out into the pale daylight of the courtyard. It was a cool day, with grey clouds and a fresh breeze running through the prison. The threat of rain, however, would not dampen the anticipation of the crowd that she knew would be waiting for her in the town square. She was about to complete her descent to a deprav...
I still need to feed and I don't want to do it with Sacha tonight. I have something quite different planned. I ponder. I linger in the sitting room, until Chancey bustles through on his way to gather provisions and prepare sleeping quarters for the boys. He is startled to see me still here. "My Lord?" he stutters, caught by surprise, something that is unus...