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Tube Creature

by liquidhomunculus on Sep 16, 2017
NonHuman

It was the first time that Dr. Smith allowed Mark inside his laboratory. He has been working for him for 6 months already; Mark needed the extra money to go to college. He usually cleans the doctor's mansion and runs some errands for his research. Then one day Dr. Smith asked Mark if he wants to work full time for him, double his pay. The scientist needed...

Mating Habits

by EzraLewd on Jul 9, 2019
NonHuman

[From National Intergalactic, October 2091 issue] The Cepholadyx is a highly intelligent extra-terrestrial being discovered in recent years as humanity has pressed farther into space than ever before. Much has been publicised about this alien creature, from its size (it can grow up to ten feet long) to its eating habits (thankfully vegetarian) but we have n...

Tentacle Breeding

by lush_20 on Sep 24, 2019
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

"Did you get the incubator?" Sophia asked. "It's right here!" Ava was holding the device. "I'm all set." "Good luck out there!" Sophia said, without turning away from her computer. Ava walked out of the door into her ship, and set course to the alien planet. The girl was a young biologist working to take care of endangered species. Her boss, Sophia, sent...

An Alien Love Bk. 01 Ch. 16

by Read_Moore on Jul 15, 2020
Non-Erotic

I am going to write a story about Octnavin. I must. I just got this really, really great idea for him. Now I am super excited to work on that... instead of my Ice Era Chronicles. My other half is all like... "Will you please get back to Sky's The Limit?" I will. I like that story too. I still love the chronicles, but I have to say these aliens might be my...

Amore Torn Pleasures

by Isabella777 on Sep 15, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

The day was February fourteenth twenty ten. Finding a partner not easy in the futuristic dome of Mars. Romance and Valentine's had ceased to exist on the planet for many. No more were the cards or chocolates or even flowers to brighten anyone's romantic hearts. Romance had cease to exist as you could have sex in any form but the natural way. The years had n...

Romans and Incubator

by oggbashan on Feb 4, 2020
Romance

Copyright Oggbashan April 2019/January 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* We...

The Last Shewolf Ch. 34-39

by partwolf on Apr 25, 2018
NonHuman

Snake's POV "He's late," Dagger said as we started looking over the IHOP lunch menu. We'd been here for four hours already, he should have been back in under two. "He's still not answering his phone," Stain said as he walked in and set my Nokia cell phone on the table. "Goes right to message." "That doesn't mean anything, you know coverage is shit away...

The Incubator's Tale

by Parthenokinesis on Sep 15, 2017
Erotic Horror

For lack of a better term, I will call him my Lover. I call him Grae, which sounds like "gray" if you are doing a rather poor impersonation of a Scotsman. Not that I have anything against the Scots; that's just as close as I have been able to come to pronouncing his real name. You would think that since I spend so much time working my throat around his cock...

Finding Meridian Ch. 23

by Meridian13 on Sep 19, 2017
NonHuman

And Life Continues On I would like to thank everyone for staying with me. Also, thank you MSNJ for not only editing but acting as my muse! Thank you everyone for reading! Meridian Characters Reardan O'Brien – Prime Alpha of UK, Werewolf. Alice Grandy-Young island female whose parents were killed and uncle tried to rape. Uncle attacked Queen Trinity and w...

Curse of the Sorcerer

by WishfulThinkingNA on Aug 23, 2019
Fantasy

You lay prone in a field of wet green grass, the sprouts tickling your chiseled arms. Your short red hair, slick with rain, leaks cold water on to your large frame. Before you, just about 100 meters away, sits a small cottage. The walls seem to be crumbling, the brickwork yielding to the elements. This was where the woman in the tavern had told you to go. Su...

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