The death of a baby may not be the most intense grief a human can experience. Having not experienced every sort of grief, I couldn't say. I will assert however that it may be the sharpest, the most three-dimensional, the furthest distance to fall. From inexplicable joy, the transformative bliss and complete joyful shift that is pregnancy and birth, to the co...
Do you have a hobby or occupation that the world just doesn't understand? I do. My name is Thanatos, and I am the God of Death. My primary occupation is that of Collector of Souls. Most specifically, the Souls of Human beings. I despise the Humans. They're a blight upon the Universe. They deserve to be eradicated. I've always loathed the entire Species. I do...
My name is Kali and I'm a genetic anomaly, what you would consider to be a mutant. We don't like to be called mutants. We find that term offensive. To us, it's like calling a woman a bitch, addressing a black person by the term nigger or calling a gay person by the term fag. There are lots of others like me out there. Ordinary men and women whom Fate chose t...
"Professor Hardman Institute of applied human genetics Head of department" .. it said on a brass door plate. I knocked gently on the door... nothing happened. I knocked harder ... still no reply. What should I do? Wait? It could be that the professor was just in the bathroom... Carefully I opened the door. The professor was there! Behind his desk, but...
The name is Sammy. I'm a six-foot-tall, dark-skinned, sixty-something Black man living in Washington D.C. For thirty five years, I've been a part of the White House janitorial staff. You won't believe the things I've seen and done in my time. Presidents of the United States of America come and go but the staff is one of the few constants in the White House....
If I had a dime for every Haitian guy who came up to me wanting some of my sweet White ass, I'd be a rich woman. Unfortunately for me and quite fortunately for them, I just can't say no to my Haitian studs. My name is Erica Mont-Blanc and I approve this message. As a six-foot-tall, curvy and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-eyed Caucasian woman of Frenc...
Michael turned on the news with anxiety rumbling his gut. He slouched on his sofa, trying to ease the tension in his shoulders after a long day at work. The lines had not gotten shorter. He'd done three hundred and twenty six implants on his shift. Not a record, but close. His team had been working non stop since the announcement of the SSA program. His blue...
It's my life! Seriously. I wish they'd get off my back about these things. Everybody needs a day off at some point, right? My name is Jason Cormier. A six-foot-three, bulky young man with dark brown skin, short curly black hair and light bronze eyes. I'm half African-American and half Caucasian, of French and Greek descent. The world knows me as the Superher...
Selena could imagine only too well the scenario in which she was participating. After all, she was wholly responsible for it. One small, but large breasted, girl was applying her wide-open mouth to Selena's own. Another girl, very similar in appearance, if not virtually identical, was licking and sucking and chewing her smooth and hairless vagina. Selena fou...
The B of being S, 4A - Semi-Final Emily had been here before. As she floated on nothing with hands caressing every inch of her skin, precisely the same sensations being fed to Courtney's mind and Peter's, both floating identically beside her, both with eyes closed, a tiny part of her realized that she had been here before. As the multitude of fingers and ot...