Quick Author Note! This series is going to get pretty weird so it might not be everyone's cup of tea. I'll put specific warnings at the beginning of each chapter. ***** "You really are a bother, you know that?" she murmured. The witch glanced back over her shoulder at him. Her hand was in front of her, lightly tapping along a series of jars and pouches sea...
At last, after days of travel by foot, the long, straight, wide, hard, dirt-packed road came to an intersection. Yanari could turn back, continue ahead, or turn either left or right, as the roads crossed at perfect perpendicular angles. With the daylight slowly fading, the young nude adventurer decided that it would be best to turn back to the river she had...
Stories have happy endings. They also have snappy opening lines, the introduction of some characters, a crisis and it resolution and then the happy ending. If that sounds like a recipe for a soap opera, then that is because it is one. I also imagine that this is the kind of thing that gets taught in creative writing classes, which is why I have always avoide...
Absolute silence and darkness that doesn't let me to see my hands in front of me. I walk, but I don't feel anything under my feet. ''Where am I...?'' I look around, but only darkness. I try to scream for help, but even the sound of my voice is hard to hear. I walk and run for a long time but everything is the same. It's like I'm alone in the world. A feeling...
A flash of lightning struck as Joscelin stood in the rain. A second flash and Joscelin looked up in fear as she saw a familiar black tower. The Tower was several stories tall with only one window at the top. She saw that the window was illuminated by what must have been a burning candle. She squinted her eyes thinking she saw a silhouette of a man. She knew...
Joscelin and Driggle made their way into the town of Valorinth. The road was filled with wondering travelers, peddlers, and townsfolk. Driggle floated along next to the buxom beauty as they walked down the street. Many men and a few women watched Joscelin's huge knockers bouncing and jiggling with every step the big titted bimbo took. Some even brushing up a...
Narlissa Quickhands, half-elf and master thief, awoke slowly in the mid-morning. Sunlight streamed through a few holes and cracks in the roof of the barn she had slept in. The rain had died off overnight and a beautiful day had dawned. What had woken her however was the hot man kissing his way down her body. She grinned, staring into Ryel's brown eyes as he...
"Dude, c'mon. It smells like vomit. I think the last guy threw up into this." "Sorry fella, hood stays on. Lieutenant's strict about procedure." Dan had been awake in the interrogation cell for 15 minutes. His brain felt like a ball of lukewarm tar, courtesy of the mana burn he'd suffered in the cathedral, but at least it was clearing up quickly. The devs...
*This is a story I wrote for my girlfriend, one of a few she had the (alleged) pleasure of reading. She has very specific fetishes and so do I. This along with the particular narration style of the story might be a challenge for some, just like the main character being a woman might. I hope many people will still enjoy it and let me know what they think. Thi...
The Chest sat. Fine oak, and steel bands, it stood alone, in a musty stone room. The drapery had long since rotted away, the fine golden rails long since stolen, but the Chest... The Chest remained, as it had for decades. Footsteps. The clink of heel on stone. A grunt of effort as someone settled themselves against the wall. And a hand on the chest. "Look,...