Shortly before noon, Rachel emerged from bed with a spring in her step. After all, it wasn’t every day she woke up expecting to have a three-way. She’d packed the silky black robe to wear as a housecoat while they were staying over at Mika’s house, but without anything underneath, it was a stunning showcase for her curves – and for her small size, Rachel had a lot of those. She couldn’t find the cord that was supposed to...

Carl was a giant. I was a bird. He was broad and powerful, twice my size, and I was all bones and angles. His roar could have shattered windows. His kiss was a butterfly’s wing. His hands, enormous as they were, held a softness I could barely believe. When he cupped my face, I disappeared into him completely. I felt safe there. Maybe too safe. The first years went by in a dizzy haze. I could feel the silent envy of my fri...

My name is Cody. I remember the year I turned sixteen. I was a boy, but not much of one. I had a very slight build, and a soft personality. In fact, I was very effeminate, and I had to put up with a lot of teasing at school and at home. I lived with my grandparents and my aunts, Zoe and Sue. It was a very sheltered and sexually repressed environment. I was the youngest member of the household, and the rules were even stri...

The funeral chapel was adorned with flowers that were almost as vibrant as the memories of her that painted themselves in my mind. Connie was gone. Her eyes had been a soft brown that could melt the hardest of hearts with a single look of disappointment, her auburn hair had been a halo that framed her always earnest face. She had not been a beautiful woman, but a cute one as I remember, when she was about thirty-two, the...

Flashbacks and Contrasts The scent of furniture polish clung to Sarah’s nostrils as she knelt by the marble fireplace, dusting the ornate carvings she'd once chosen herself. Her knees ached — she was not permitted knee pads — and her wrists were raw from repeated scrubbing. The fire crackled softly behind her, casting long, warm shadows against the gleaming floors she had waxed only an hour earlier. Behind her, she could...

Lucia Sampiro watched Quill with an amused smile as the twenty-four-year-old squirmed nervously in his seat. Quill was not the type of man one would associate the Goddess of Pop with going on a date with. Quill was not rich or famous or hot or well-spoken. Quill worked in IT and lived in a crappy one-bedroom apartment that he was lucky not to get evicted from. Quill was a bundle of nerves, an awkward and timid thing who b...

"Have you decided, Billy?" Jenna asked with that twinkle in her eye, that all-knowing smirk that stated she knew what his answer would be. William 'Billy' Basker had always been madly in love with Jenna Foster ever since he first saw her in kindergarten. Jenna was one of the daughters of a trillionaire businessman, one so ridiculously wealthy he could afford for her to have gene editing to give her the perfect appearance...

Chapter Four – The Early Days Rosie did not know if Sarah was attracted to males or females. But, as she never married, Rosie assumed she might be interested in female company. Anyway, Rosie did like men, but if she could have Sarah to pleasure her now and then, that would not be so bad after all. And maybe at the same time changing the life of Sarah to be more of a slave and not just a submissive maid, that could be a qu...