Mikael rubbed the sleep from his eyes as he exited their cabin. Though he supposed he could have taken the captain's one, instead of offering it to his father, but it just did not seem right somehow. Technically, he might have more experience than Bjorn, but this new order of things was more egalitarian. Each brought to Ægir's Captive that which they did b...
(It was 1892 and I, David Shaw, then aged 19 joined 'Maynard and Son, Purveyors to Gentlewomen and the Aristocracy' on Upper Richmond Road, Putney. The job involved providing 'underskirt services' to single women. This was my third day with the firm.) *** Number Six, Paultons Square, Chelsea was an imposing four storey terraced Georgian house with impressi...
Umi yawned and stretched as she lay naked on her back in bed. Her warm, sixteen-inch flaccid cock draped over her left thigh while her massive testicles sat cozily between her splayed legs. She sat up and looked through the shades of the window beside her bed. The sun rose on a warm fall day, and Umi slid out of bed to get ready for her first day at her new...
His mouth was dry and his pulse had quickened as he walked past the door for a second time. He had read about these places in magazines and decided to give one a try but now the actuality seemed rather different from what his imagination had led him to believe would happen. Eventually his curiosity overcame his nerves and he pulled the front door open and w...
Ivy nearly passed out the moment she laid her head down. Her brain was too tired of absorbing all that it had taken in. Plot and counterplot and revelation, all demanding to be made sense of. It was too much for her. Too much for anyone. And resolving to be Batman's—Bruce's—it was like a ten-ton load off her back. No more frenetic scheming and then preempti...
"Enjoy the faire sir," the ticket taker said as she tore Martin's ticket and gave him back part of it. He smiled in return and doffed his feathered hat to her. He always loved the Renaissance Faire, and he was glad he finally had a new outfit to wear. He had paid a respected craftswoman quite well to create an accurate and comfortable outfit. Traditional ma...
The hanged male squirmed in the confines of the coffin, waking to find himself sweating in an oppressive warmth. His eyes flicked through the lattice, seeking some viewpoint through a porthole, and seeing whitewashed buildings under a vivid blue sky across the water. His ears pricked as he listened for whatever had awoken him from his drugged stupour, and hi...
University of Arizona Campus Monday night, September 26, 2011 Dale's experience: First thing I noticed was she... or it wasn't human. It had large breasts under tight shiny plastic type blue clothing. The face was humanoid, pretty, the hair was bright orange but it was the wings that tipped me off on the nonhuman. Its arms, legs all looked human and as a...
"Stop at a coffee shop and pick something up, then come by my place," Maria texted me one day. It'd been about a week since I'd learned my old high school crush was bisexual magic witch lusting after my mom. She'd morphed my body into my mother's and then had a big black man named Titus fuck us both. She changed me back, at the very least, but I was still c...
From a darkened doorway, the one-eyed man stared at the neon-lit diner across the street. His permanent squint caused as a result of losing an eye in a bar fight many years ago. He pulled up the collar of his shabby raincoat, crossed the street and entered the diner, where a muscular man in a grey suit was sipping on a latte. As the one-eyed man approached h...