To the reader: This chapter is one containing little sex. Rather it is a preparatory chapter explaining the science experiment and serves as a necessary segue to chapters two and following which hopefully will satisfy your hormonal appetite. Enjoy. ***** Martin Bricker was one in a million; no, make that one in a billion. He grew up just outside a small fa...
by Kestral, the original author of this chapter. (_NOTE: _Ifa writer would like to use this chapter to make a story other than one that makes Nabiki a sex slave, go to Tenchi Universe, also on CHYOA.) “Yeah, right, like this’d work,” Ranma said. That he’d taken the battered old brass lamp to the most secluded place he knew of (the top of the Flem building -...
Zaka opened her eyes to the ring of fire surrounding her. She grumbled knowing she was still fighting the asshole and trying to escape. She just wanted the fight over with more than anything at the moment, as the past several days flashed by in her mind. The announcement about the true form of humans; the crying and confusion as people shifted into their cr...
"The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones" Mark Anthony/Julius Caesar, Act 3, Scene 2 * It was the dump truck that made me cry first. I just dropped off a pitbull puppy at ACS here in San Antonio, Texas, and I've been crying since I let her off the leash to the handler ther...
I love my job as a research scientist, not only do I get to do what I enjoy but by using a lab in a big university I have my pick of pretty lab assistants. What was even more rewarding, if these girls didn't put out, I managed to get them fired for some reason or another, and then I would hire someone new. I was sitting at my desk ready to do yet another int...
It has been while since I've posted. Writers block came up a long with the busy season at work. I've also been working with an amazing editor who has been helping me revamp the first few chapters and this one as well. I hope you all enjoy and like always feedback is welcome! **** Jumping off the mount that had collected him from the Tournament Area, the...
"Obedient Muslim Husbands, now that's a group that needs to be promoted more heavily," Rana Ali said to herself, and the six-foot-tall, curvy, brown-skinned, raven-haired young Kuwaiti Arab Muslim woman smiled to herself. Sitting on a throne-like chair in the living room of her plush townhouse in the City of Al Farwaniyah, State of Kuwait, Rana Ali was immen...
WOMANBOT MW The success of the Marilyn Monroe sexbot thirty years ago has passed into legend. Many of these early models are still in use today, and refurbished early units attract high prices by aficionados who prefer the simplicity of the fucking and the faint noises of the mechanism to the smoother operation of modern bots. However, it surprised the indu...
Note: All the characters in this story are over the age of 18. I didn't invent x-change or the concept of it. I'm just a fan of the gifs online. Check them out sometime. There are many other stories with x-change on literotica.com as well. Give those writers some love. This story does not represent any real people or groups. Any errors or omissions are my ow...
"I can do it no more," you state. HELP ME! I hear you, yet I speak not a word. "NNNNOOOOOOO!!!!" I am silently screaming. Bits and pieces of what you are saying is all I'm hearing at this point. "Our jobs, our families, demands placed upon us." HELP ME! Standing here and watching you, it appears my world is halting. You are leaving. My sun is sliding be...