(Note: this story takes place after my story The Clone Queen, but you don't have to read that one to get this one.) The maid was obviously a Prin. Everything about her said so. They precise, repetitive way she moved, the utter lack of boredom or wandering emotions which normally shifted across a person's face every few moments, but most of all it was her...
The True Life Adventures of a Mailgirl Chapter 6 - I Hope So By Periculum Fabula Editing assistance by SliceReality and ExperiencedStoryteller ***** IT BEGINS Stepping out of the shower, Anne looked herself over in the full length mirror. What she saw as a nervous young woman, dripping wet, with washboard abs, a shaved hooch, small but firm boobs...
Before being put into confinement, Margo had stopped off at the kitchen to grab a box of crackers, and a large sealable drink container full of coffee spiked with a generous amount of rum. The black cat was watching her very closely, so that when Margo reached the second level walkway, the feline set her hand on Margo's shoulder and directed her into an empt...
Lucian and his lovers were lying on cold, hard floor; talking animatedly; they did not seem to mind as their bodies accustomed to the cold surface, their thoughts drifted further and further away. Lucian was still feeling Liza's teeth on the head of his member, dazed by the dull pain, he would momentarily come back when one of the girls would kiss his neck;...
For people who might choose to read my posts, this sexual autobiography provides some details on the erotic aspects of my life, and the influences on them. It includes my evolving thoughts on eroticism and sexuality, key events along the way that shaped the future, and also includes some word portraits of the people have been most influential on the directio...
The distance between Suez and Aden is precisely thirteen hundred and ten miles, and the regulations of the company allow the steamers one hundred and thirty-eight hours in which to traverse it. The Mongolia, thanks to the vigorous exertions of the engineer, seemed likely, so rapid was her speed, to reach her destination considerably within that time. The g...
This story plays fast and loose with Ancient History and Linguistics; be warned. Caring is a curse you dare not go without. ***** (Somewhere in the midst of this nightmare, Cáel needs to earn a paycheck) Felix had the physical confrontation he wanted. Somewhere in the back of my mind was that I had to do something inane yet again - like consumer test Gin...
The year is 20XX; due to constant sickness, famine, death, and war the world that was once filled with hope and innovation is destroyed. Chaos runs these mutated lands with insanity pulling the trigger. For years the common folk of these lands thought that justice was but a myth. That was till she appeared, Madam Wasteland. Chapter 1 Deep in the sweltering...
"Are my tits big enough?" she asked, with a concerned jiggle. "We both know it's not that simple, Marina." The human girl said, as she strolled into the bathroom of the small motel-room, barely clad in a pink, string bikini. We've come a long way, but in competitions like these, the days right before the contest can be the most crucial for preparation." exp...
Chapter 3: Davi returns. Qorin read and reread her list, snorting. Half a dozen sticklefruits, a quart and a half of goat milk, two-dozen 3-inch youngerberries, a yard of ying wool, and so on went the shopping list. Did Max really need to make her buy such boring stuff? And in imperial units, no less! She crumpled the note in her fist and started looking a...