This story cannot be read in five minutes. If you are not interested in the development of characters and their situations, then, probably, this story is not for you. If you dislike long stories that build to a crescendo--rather than start with one--then this story is not for you. If you have read any of my other stories and didn't enjoy them, then this stor...
This is a collection of short stories that I have written. Some form a storyline, thin though it may be, which is about mind control, a harem, and primarily, sex. It is primarily written for action, and often features different things, such as domination, abuse, cum inflation and futa. It should be known that it gets quite violent. Those stories do come toge...
"Dear Sir, We recognize you as a person of discerning taste. We would therefore would like to invite you to a display we believe you would find most enjoyable." What followed was an address and a date, one week away. My name and address were correct, but I didn't have a clue what they where talking about. I sat in my small apartment rereading the letter ove...
See the previous stories describing Gloria's series of genetic transformations into a terrifically voluptuous, totally uninhibited, and breathtakingly gorgeous blonde, who develops a hypersexuality condition encompassing a hyper sex drive and many perverse and extremely powerful sexual impulses, including size and black male fetishes, exhibitionism, masochis...
His slave waited for her master to come to her. She had prepared her body exactly as master had instructed. Her pussy is hairless, soft and smooth, her breasts proud and excited. She has bathed and ensured that she is clean and sweet. She is naked on the bed watching the porn clips and learning how to suck and lick her master. She is breathless with exciteme...
My music is blaring in my headphones to drown out the sounds of “clean-up time” outside my bedroom door. I’m trapped. My roommate and her two-year-old daughter are in the middle of their bedtime ritual. It’s either become a victim of a cranky toddler’s wrath or hide in my room. Every day it’s the same thing: getting food thrown at me, getting pushed and smac...
It is late but you are stuck in the airport. Your flight home was canceled because of the snow and there is no motel with an open room for miles. Since the whole airport is shut down, you are stuck. But you planned to make the best of the situation. Hopefully they will open the airport back up in the morning and you can catch an early flight home. To pass...
Part 2: Kristen, Catherine and Dave When I woke up that morning, I knew Kristen was already awake because I couldn't feel her next to me in our bed. But never would I have imagined what I was going to see when I woke up.... I left the room, stretching my arms and yawning , then went straight to the kitchen to prepare breakfast like I usually do every morni...
I sat watching TV as Mike, my husband, and his best friend Eric was in the other room surfing the net. I started daydreaming paying no attention to the TV. I am daydreaming about the day my husband shared me with the only other man I have been with, Eric. That was a great day! It felt so good having both of them, their bodies, the way they smelled, tasted, f...
During thirteen years of matrimony, Ingrid and I produced two wonderful children and never seemed to be able to climb out of debt. We could not divorce if we wanted to and my God, we often wanted to. The house we share, a Craftsman bungalow on the northern edge of Marston Hill, has witnessed the steady dissolution of our marriage, the breaking of our bonds,...